19 May 2019

cloudburst

when the air is still again
i breathe
cupping hands around
dripping blossoms
storm-kissed
nurtured by sunny days
colours of the rainbow
fallen
banished by the fury
dark cloud's wrath
alone
doomed to fade quickly
severed from the stem
gathered
placed in purgatory
the water once deadly
delays
preserving life a while
floating on display
bouquet
i marvel at the swan song
beauty given without hope
lingers
in spite of dismal skies
the message echoes soft
ponder
when the air is still again

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