I ... entered the poem of life, whose purpose is ... simply to witness the beauties of the world,
to discover the many forms that love can take. (Barabara Blackman in 'Glass After Glass')

This blog is not, 'Here are my very best poems'. It's for work in progress, subject to revision.
Posts may be updated without notice at any time. Completed work appears in my books.

25 May 2010

Lune Sequence for D

My favourite plant
grows new leaves,
dark green and glossy.

This plant I have had
many years;
never learned its name.

It was a present —
all I keep
of that dead friendship.

As for my false friend,
I’ll never
say her name again.

The plant is hardy.
I like it:
a tough survivor.


(Kelly Lune; syllable-based.)

2 comments:

  1. I like this! Dead friendship but the plant represents life...there is life after a bad relationship.

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  2. Glad you like it! Just had a look at your poems and I like them too. (Even if I did comment on the only one you didn't actually write. lol.)

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