tough pear

arobot

 Tough Pear

木梨

I watch it moulder down

To a deep  pulpy brown

Smells the same lemon fragrance

I keep it for the remembrance

From golden glory to a sorry story  

All that used to flourish

For nothing but to perish

  • Author: arobot (Offline Offline)
  • Published: November 27th, 2022 09:32
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • L. B. Mek

    wonderful metaphor
    thanks for sharing dear poet
    (all that is Spring, viewed
    upon its Autumnal demise
    should be treasured
    for surviving without being consumed
    by that chaos of existence...)



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