And life moves along

seeded grass grows tall
over the newly dug grave
quickly hiding wounds

white apple blossoms
have long shriveled and fallen
leaving fruit filled limbs

storms throughout the night
soften the earth, sprinkle it
with small, green apples

fawns on spindly legs
feast on the wind blown sour fruit
hide in the grasses

dawn streaks the sky scarlet, pink
a new day begins

8 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. slpmartin
    Jul 02, 2013 @ 20:20:32

    Very beautiful!

    Reply

  2. johnnycrabcakes
    Jul 02, 2013 @ 20:56:29

    Sad and sweet and true…
    …and the form fits you so well…
    The haiku sonnet, like the contemplative poet’s “little black dress”…
    šŸ˜‰

    Reply

  3. Miss I
    Jul 03, 2013 @ 00:00:10

    Beautiful, I love your expressions.

    Reply

  4. unfetteredbs
    Jul 03, 2013 @ 00:59:34

    Somber and lovely. Life does move on.. Slowly

    Reply

  5. el34ax7
    Jul 03, 2013 @ 03:01:47

    What a wonderful poem to come back to! Quite marvelous.

    Reply

  6. simonhlilly
    Jul 03, 2013 @ 19:58:20

    Third verse exquisite and bitterly juicy!

    Reply

  7. Alice Keys
    Jul 08, 2013 @ 11:58:56

    This is whole and sad and beautiful and true. ((Sigh)) Good work.

    Reply

  8. rogerswritings
    Jul 16, 2013 @ 23:39:28

    Loved the poem, one worth reading over and over!

    Reply

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