Poetry – Page 2 – Inking Prose & Poetry

Mum

A breeze whispers
through the peony roses
expelling scents of Mum.

Spring

Oriental lily
stains the wings
of a white butterfly,
golden.

Blossoms

From thrawn bough,
pink petals sigh
as glassy reams
pass
in lilting lullaby
carrying fallen blooms
in a trail of confetti
meandering
into
the gloaming mouth
of the firth.

Amber

Above the city
light pollution leaks amber
into the pearl moon.

Star

At dusk
the dim flicker
of a dying star.

Filigrees

Petal filigrees
press stencil patterns on snow
echoing full bloom.

Butterfly

As I burn your soul
onto paper, a butterfly
lands on my pen.