III: Plots#
In time their plot was touched by dark.
Began the page this meadow scene
where blades of grass were tall and stark.
A tired arc, they met in park
To kiss beneath the twilight queen;
In time their plot was touched by dark.
They stole away on sudden lark,
Exchanged the words from whispered lean
Where blades of grass were tall and stark.
So happy their stock, neighbors remark,
Yet seem is such to lose its sheen,
In time their plot was touched by dark.
Yet faded years ignored their spark
In life they lived forever seen
Where blades of grass were tall and stark.
In ground, their bodies disembark
And leave behind a hole dug clean.
In time their plot was touched by dark,
Where blades of grass were tall and stark.
March 2025
Date |
Publication |
Status |
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March 27, 2025 |
Poetry Magazine |
Pending |