sorenbarrett

On edge

On a puzzle\'s edge where there is no form
Inside a thought riding a storm
Assembling holes into a tarnished dream
Rusted memories fall from a raveled seam

Thorn broken sticks the rose
A blossom without her clothes
Garments of pink bleed red
Droplets floating overhead

Waves of floral silk make a pool
Wilted echoes wrought by a fool
Yellow and blue sprout green
Planted seeds never seen