Whew. Almost 80 degrees here today in North Carolina. I don't trust it though. It snowed on Sunday so I'm very suspicious....
ZOMG nature poetry, WHAT? Short and sweet! ^^ I'd love to hear comments on this. It's a really short piece so I'm anxious that it have enough of a punch.
Is it WAY TOO WEIRD? Gods above, my mind finds some odd places to wander off to.
"Camellias"
The carcases
of pink camellia blossoms
litter the sidewalk,
a school of tropical fish
escaped from their captors' net
and gasping, cold and clammy,
for air.
I wait for them to rise
into the sky,
a flock of bright angels,
fins turned toward the clouds.
But they will bloom again tomorrow,
this I know.
ZOMG nature poetry, WHAT? Short and sweet! ^^ I'd love to hear comments on this. It's a really short piece so I'm anxious that it have enough of a punch.
Is it WAY TOO WEIRD? Gods above, my mind finds some odd places to wander off to.
"Camellias"
The carcases
of pink camellia blossoms
litter the sidewalk,
a school of tropical fish
escaped from their captors' net
and gasping, cold and clammy,
for air.
I wait for them to rise
into the sky,
a flock of bright angels,
fins turned toward the clouds.
But they will bloom again tomorrow,
this I know.
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