James has wilted

by Rayven   Jan 16, 2023


Deep down, an obituary
burns within a flowery
grave.

Violet after violet thrown
in memoriam of an angelic
soul.

September groans chills
down the spine of a black
feather.

Suicide awareness is only
observed when 2 cents is
spewed.

A raven croaks above.

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  • 1 week ago

    by (Linda)

    I love the imagery you provoke in the second and third stanza. I feel a part of it, standing in all black.

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