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Greyisntwell Sep 2020
All the roses


Light the sage

Throw the linens across the bed

Say a prayer

You look good dead


All of the roses

Thrown away

All of the roses

That reminded me of the love

I once had for you

All the roses


Arranged around the heart 

They remind me that you 

Were my favorite piece of art

Pages stained with dust and old words

Showing our adoration 


All of the roses 

Light the sage

Bless your soul

Open the window

All of the roses

I’ll remember you…
It's about the old ritual of a wake.
A black
rose was
court indifferent
therein Malibu
as hammerhead
led tigress
yet felt
antithetical and
melted doom
in the
air and
the water
crept upon
the shore
if north
beach surf
was shone
SURFING  USA
Hanna Kelley May 2015
The waves of the ocean crash against the cliffside rocks
The trees and the dirt behind me in the background
The water wakes colliding
The strong winds tossing my body
The sea water spray floating in the air
I think I am in my special place

— The End —