Poem: Death Blossoms

Creative Commons photo.

My latest five-line poem.

Death Blossoms

Death blossoms beneath my skin;
the vines line my veins, as thorns
pulsate underneath, prickling my
veneer. I stand firm, using the ferns
to climb away from Death’s approach.

3 thoughts

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s