2022-04-08T14:54:34-07:00March 17th, 2011|Nature|

Fat pink tears

Time, won’t you move
faster for them,
they are submerged
in grief.

Why come up for air
when there is no one
waiting for you?

I know I shouldn’t but
I resent the cherry blossoms,
oblivious pompoms of joy.

I long for the wind
to pull their petals off
like fat pink tears.

When will the moment come
for all these people
when the constant roar
of their loss
is finally softened
by the quiet
of peace?

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