The wind weeps among the gabbling petals
striations of grief elongating stamens and bending stems
toward hollow ground
scattering crimson and canary blossom tissue
scarlet sorrow bleeds
from the wingrush of vesper sparrows
and fervent prayer
Leaving below
a slop of rusks -discarded hopes lie worm-rooted, spent.
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Jacqueline