Sara Militello

Silver Star - 4,212 Points (Tampa, Florida)

The Plucked Flower - Poem by Sara Militello

The Plucked Flower

Such a bold stalk he plucks
as he makes his way along
the boulevard of dreams
leaving a swath-damaged sashay

and split-petaled lingering perfume
for all who'd chance to view
the faded flowers wantonly askew
and purple majesties in a stew.

Perchance he might even lure
the wont of another blushing youth
who'd take aim and effectively cure
the lie that doth endure:

That a careless plucking
and innocent breach in homage
to even the fairest of fair lass
would pardon the ruin
of a dying beauty.

July 30,1993

Topic(s) of this poem: life and death

Form: Free Verse

Comments about The Plucked Flower by Sara Militello

  • Kumarmani Mahakul (1/26/2016 5:44:00 PM)

    Very amazing expression shared on life and death. Wisely penned definitely.10 (Report) Reply

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