Monday 19 September 2016

Adieu

With your oiled petals
still seductive
and your season's hues
still bold

I am reluctant
to lay you flat
or roll you up
or fold you away

And place you
in a dark closet
paper lined 
and cedar scented.

But darker skies
and cooler days
make urgent
the imperative


To let you go.

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