The circle of life

and death

tattooed

on her breast

She walks daily

to lay a fresh

hand-woven

wreath at his grave

Whispers of

dull aches

scream

in her bones.

Longing to hear

his laughter

Feel

his breath

Quiver under

his weight

She is at once

broken

and renewed

and

she

walks away. 

Meldrum Poetry

Prompt: Marilyn’s song “Where Have All the Flowers gone”

young men soldiers graveyards flowers

Writing/Photography/Illustrations by FawnRising©2014

May 5, 2014

Le Lac du mon Père

Lago d’Crystalle Florida United States of America Earth