SG (09/23/49 / Barbourville, Kentucky)

The Twig

Limp little plant, almost a bud
Simple petal, soft not bright
Will beauty live
Survive the night
Know summer storm
Feel nature's might
Take eyeless touches
A thousand sniff's
The desperate grasping
The one moist gift
From timeless depths
Dark theives seek light
In pseudo-ivory towers
Seeping stucco and tar
It grows
While glancing vapidly
At the reflection
Of a rose

By Stephen Lee Gregory

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