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
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