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Started by: jarvo (30250) 

LADY OF THE FLOWERS


It would dawn on me
that lockdown sun. It rose and it set,
as the green corn was coming on-

drying me out,
as the morning broke,
from the dampness and the dark of the night.

As her ghost, returning,
spoke our language so clear,
putting all our wrongs to right.

Her flowers were real:
some scented by the powder of dusk-
and the others potted in bloom.

But she would not come to meet me-
or be caught unguarded
under that warm April moon.

I would be guided instead,
by her gillyflowers,
and from the water running freely in the brook.

And to meet again the lady of the flowers,
and feel the love I once forsook.



Jarvo 2020

Replied: 30th Jun 2020 at 07:43

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