Flowered wordsA Poem by Fin BuckleyI wish I had told you sooner.Your back is all I see
before me. I reach out to you But my hands decay, White
lilies descending to the floor With a silent clatter.
I open my mouth
But I can only cough up acacias,
A plant of honey
hue Never tasted so bitter. © 2017 Fin Buckley |
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Added on May 13, 2017 Last Updated on May 13, 2017 AuthorFin BuckleyAboutI simply enjoy writing. Let the littlest things inspire you, and let that inspiration run wild. You will find yourself making a lot of art when you do. more..Writing
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