Monday, April 12, 2010

Petals in D Minor

  White chrysanthemum
its billowing ostrich plume
     is music's flower

This Spring
is baptism by chrysanthemum

                                              The air so sweet
                                              its current plays
                                              in opacity

                                                                       Like how
                                                                       the saddest notes
                                                                       float as apparition

Nylon strings 
mingle with Jamaica rum

                                           And from the street
                                           the melody sways
                                           in the weaver's audacity

                                                                  The flowers bow
                                                                  they weep then float
                                                                  their beauty is their contrition

         Over in Europe
Chrysanthemums bone white
  reserved only for the dead

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