You hold me

Close as you can

I suppose

I still feel

A million miles

From nowhere

Near you

I can hear you

Hear you hear

Your heartbeat

I hold a rose exposed

By the thorns

The sting of beauty


A mark where I close

And open

My fingers

And dare to linger

In hope

You hang

By your own rope

And I can’t save you

From yourself

To execute

My love

For yours

I lay this flower

At your feet

One day

I’ll laugh again

For hours


Someone else

Will bring me flowers

I can keep

But today

I weep

© 2022 Julie Flanders

April is Poetry Month Day 21

Image by: Gaspar Uhas



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