the shadow garden

December 15, 2011
By missscribbles SILVER, Paris, Other
missscribbles SILVER, Paris, Other
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My sister dug her plump
Fists into the earth. She
Groped the dirt with a
blissful squint.

Out of the millions of flowers
that bloomed in his garden, two
remain-- a spiky orange dahlia,
One smug white rose
And a brown carrot.

We played a game of darts
He pricked himself.
It seemed odd that the blood could
Still be so red and bright under
That saggy white wrist


The author's comments:
these are my memories of my great grandfather who died when I was six. He had an amazing garden. He passed while watering his flowers.

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on Jun. 24 2012 at 12:32 am
AlaskaFrost GOLD, Acushnet, Massachusetts
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Absolutely love it


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