trouble garden

May 13, 2012 § 3 Comments

the newest version of
this, the bluest of
virginal springs is
the thing is,
she noted, you can’t
beat back troubles very loudly
here, this – a garden
and one, I’m told,
left to the town
by a pair of
old twin ladies

died here
the both of ’em frozen
side by each in the February freeze
no, child
set to the business
of laying low your angst

on the quietly side
let the old lady azaleas
listen up your mourn
and turn their petals
blue at that

don’t raise your voice above
the sunflower don’t
slide it under the ivy
plant those whispers
of grief here
right here

and thank them old
twins when you leave

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