Odi et Amo

(Revised: Original date of publication: December 16, 2016)

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Sprigs in rust,
Red, gold,
And yellow
Are filling the meadows.




Falling leaves are hurrying
To kiss
The crying ground
Notwithstanding what abounds.




In
a murder
Of
their dream to be together;
Reality
Is the cold-blooded killer.




Wistful bliss is declared
Dead on the Scene.
Gusty winds
Are accomplice.




Forsaken trees sing elegy
While dead heart
Deliver its own eulogy:
“Odi et amo-” her closing verse.




The tearless bereaved is catatonic;
While the Grasshoppers mourn.
And the crickets,
They’re startled; they’re speechless.



They have never
Ever seen
Such an inundation
before.




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