When Flowers Were I n Bloom

When Flowers Were I n Bloom

Monday

ring

It's gone.
35 years obliterated.
Swirling water:
churning, boiling, crashing.
A tolling ebb and flow.

Nothing is left.
No one to cry.
No one to mourn.
Only frothing sea
and a cerulean sky. 

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