Red petals
Reflected in the glass
Harbingers of beauty and the past
Hopeful or harrowing
I cannot say which
Streaks of yellow down to the stem
Like heartache and hope reaching within
Hazy like fog my memories twinged
God and I know where we’ve been
Now image moves on to solitary tree
Transformed through time passing
To growth of new things
Handing my heart yet another idea
Old trees and new things
Are what’s left for me
Red petals
One response to “Red petals”
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Old trees and new things…are what’s left for me…
I like the imagery. Sounds hopeful.
And the photography is beautiful.
Yours?
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