The blooms shroud what’s hid beneath
only shapes hint the concealed
as bright flowers distract the eye
from a crypt absent a hearth
last dwelling place for my heart
only the ghosts still dwell within
revenants that life will not cleave
disturbing memories long deceased
these echoes shroud by petal’s blades
blossoms placed upon the grave.
© 2018. Sean Green. All Rights Reserved. 20181018.
Oct 18, 2018
Oct 18, 2018 at 6:26 AM UTC
The blooms shroud what’s hid beneath
only shapes hint the concealed
as bright flowers distract the eye
from a crypt absent a hearth
last dwelling place for my heart
only the ghosts still dwell within
revenants that life will not cleave
disturbing memories long deceased
these echoes shroud by petal’s blades
blossoms placed upon the grave.
© 2018. Sean Green. All Rights Reserved. 20181018.
The poem “Blooms Conceal” was prompted by a picture of a house covered by flowers, a flower house of dreams. The challenge associated with the photo was that the inspired poem would be a maximum of 65 words. My contribution provides a darker interpretation of the theme.
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