Ode to the Dying

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O fair flower, so quickly you’re fading…

Deep red transformed into gossamer wings.

 While all around you remains vibrant green

another emerges to take your place

*

O frail beauty, intense brightness shines forth

reflected from petals bent and browning…

Shriveling // curling inward in death

Photo: Dwight L. Roth

Today at d’Verse were are writing a Quadrille of exactly 44 words using any form or use of the word fair.

Join us at: https://dversepoets.com

101 thoughts on “Ode to the Dying

  1. Of all the flowers I hate to see curl up and die, Dwight, it’s the hibiscus that gets me the most, perhaps because it so gorgeous but so short-lived. As a metaphor for our own lives though, it’s not wasted in your beautiful words. I think you and I were thinking along the same lines for our quadrille.
    pax,
    dora

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