Sweet Splendor

Rose red
pantaloons prance
past. Spy lavender sprigs
to lace spent petals, butterfly
bouquet.


Knotty Pine

No words
nor petals line
her casket. Worms delve deep
as serpent tongues split dry wood with
laughter.

 

Crows Feet

Wrinkles
collect on my
flesh, they connect and spread
like new sprigs of green stretched towards
the sun.

Return to the front page of this issue:   Amaze   Vol. 2, No. 1   Spring & Summer, 2003.
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These poems are Copyright © 2003 by Bren Gentry.