herba reversa
Sunset on horizon
Where fatal flowers loom
Beauty in its darkest form
Seen and gone by noon
No, not gone,
Still in the place
Of spirits’ echoed tread
But kept unseen
From mortal eyes
Until finite tours dead
Then reach extends on further
With force outstretched o'er
These deadly plants,
These fateful blooms,
With grip so undeterred.

Comments:
 
Conflicteddreamer   Conflicteddreamer wrote
on 10/20/2012 11:10:07 AM
A natural poet.

StarPoet   StarPoet wrote
on 12/21/2009 12:50:53 AM
Both beauty and deadly told well here. Skillz at work here!

SaltWaterRomance   SaltWaterRomance wrote
on 6/2/2009 5:39:30 PM
Wow....... Amazing.

Michele   Michele wrote
on 5/27/2009 3:17:00 PM
Lovely & deadly--expertly done !

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