SuperNova Afterglow: End Of Days

Call It What You Want

Stoic stalk lowed by time
Lilts in the dark cold
Hard rain comes
Pelts the offshoots
Graying, too
In a neglected planter
Weathered, soiled and cracked
Not made for these elements

On the front porch
Passed daily a summer long
Long since adulation
Now unnoticed
Time withered away
The hurtful memories
In it's slow decay
Unremarkable

They don't have time for you
They can't tend to a dreamer
They can't mend what was lost
A summer long
Adulation now gray
To a stoic stalk torn from pot
Repurposed to stiff
November earth

The warm heart of Mother.



For ~ Aqua ~ and "The Daily Poem"