Carnations
Smeared summer blue skylight
dabbed and spackled white
over drab green meadows
where clashing floral pedals
seemed like odd speckles
in an old oil stained painting unframed
Its now my perception now these odd impressions
were clever color alternations
an odd rendition of gentle carnations
bled dye the shade of pink pastel
during morning's rain spell
Displayed in an odd shaped imported pastel vase
until winter's frost and winter withered
its pedals lost yet remembered
after several seasons time the stems bled lime
as chlorophyll spilled
its pedals decayed
until no flower remained displayed
Copyright © Troy Tinsley | Year Posted 2005
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