White Petal

White Petal
By Quizmo LaGrande

First petal fell.
Released from life grown
As perfect rose,
Innocent of thorn.

White petal lays
Gentle, curled,
Fragrant, soft.
As your kiss
Of pollen in my soul
On a rich mahogany of sound,
Love’s grand gift to me.
Song of life, blameless found.

Quiet, still, lone first petal lays
Waiting for all fall silent and pray
Whilst linger sweet dying,
Soon wither and fray
Bravely undoing,
Polite flowers’ bouquet.

No complaint or whine,
No tear, or faint moan,
Only gracious, drooped shoulders,
Courtly cologne.
Acceptance that full as white bloom was one
Beauty that blazed
Pale with pink where the sun
Blessed both rose and sky
And wisely agreed
Upon seasons and why
First petal fell free

First petal fell,
White petal sighed
Anguished and mourning
Your whisper…

Good bye.