Poetry

Poetry,
like inspiration from a seed,
scent
away to a heavenly place.

Heavenly words.

You smell of
fresh-cut roses.
I put you in a vase.

You envelope;
gasp
into the glass haven;
grow
as poetic branches
shudder
and
shatter
the shards.

Your vines
embellish
the kitchen counter;
awaken
the sombre stove:

a light.

Written by: Flameheart

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4 thoughts on “Poetry

  1. I agree, for some poetry takes time to develop. While for some, they sprout up like a beanstalk. We all have different styles but poetry is universal language. Awesome job.

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