 Re: Leviathan vs. Macarbe -Topical
"..amidst the flourishing wildwoods of Norwich the bountiful blooming of flowers would soon cease suffering the impending drought that would delinquish its essence to a pitiful sight. Oh dear beauty of nature we cherished the moments that we were so gracefully allowed in your observance."
The daffodils flashed appeal in the faint hopes to last until..
..receivng the sky's massive yield...too late. Their fates stamped & sealed
The carnations use to incite large amazement upon your faces
But this odd occasion brought its patrons to being distraught & naked
The hyacinth tried to risk its pride within til' the sky was dimmed
Her pedals dry & thin, clippers-- no applyin them nature will provide the trim
The oriental lily was forcibly fulfilling her poor & gentle feelings
She became a corpse that couldn't really guard the forces of her tilling
The chrysanthemum shrank amongst massive clumps of rancid dung
Asking the exspansive sun to pass its love..couldn't even grab a hug
The iris dried not to be inspired by her admirers eye or higher heights
Tried & tried but her ire chides. Now lays idely by, its time to die
The prickly roses started remitting focus of how waters misty flow is
Her heart eclipsing hopeless lay where the silt eroded in sickly poses
The tulip persed at this new lit curse searching for those elusive words
That will refuse her gerth, diffuse her worth & put her beneath this putrid earth
The orchid became morbid, had to forfeit her performance of oarnge tips
Her motive was short lived..
..the song she performed with now hummed at a poor pitch
Sorrow throbs like a psalm..
..nature sings & I'm disarmed by her song
Even if ardent & strong my heart holds the wrong that my garden is gone
Gone.
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