Brittle Blooming Lady (Pale-Faced Mountain Avens) Poem by james watkin
Brittle Blooming Lady (Pale-Faced Mountain Avens)
Wind-blown, and wind-molested
Sliver of beauty!
When not of hilled darks repressed!
I quake before thee.
'Fear not. Those dragonfly flecks
Those mothy fragments
Gazed down on, ere catching sir's
Brighter smiled ascents
First upflared, which age from out
Cataclysmic spewed!
Proving all joy-life, once lit
Though frail, lasts. Earth-strewed! '
Tuesday, June 7, 2022
Topic(s) of this poem: flower
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