Lilac Bones MAG

February 2, 2013
By NineMuses PLATINUM, Pelham, New York
NineMuses PLATINUM, Pelham, New York
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Favorite Quote:
You can't wait for inspiration. You have to go after it with a club.
-Jack London

Small and brittle as the leftovers
of a mouse
long dead
and withered
by this god-forsaken winter;

but pale and hollow
– weightless –
like the bones of a sparrow
polished by the wind.

I pass them each morning, somehow
the only things peeking out
from the soot-spotted snow and ice.

Their leaves are
curled up
in baby's fists;
huddling from the cold.

The fragile smell of lilac
lingers on my gloves
long after I've pinched off the last
of the tight-fisted leaves.

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Mckay ELITE said...
on Jul. 10 2014 at 3:32 pm
Mckay ELITE, Somewhere, Virginia
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Favorite Quote:
"The people who are crazy enough to think they can change the world are the ones who do."
—Apple’s “Think Different” commercial, 1997
“Crazy people are considered mad by the rest of the society only because their intelligence isn't understood.”
― Weihui Zhou

Perhaps my favorite of your works. Lilacs are one of my favorite flowers, which is primarily why I was attracted to the title of this poem. This poem doesn't wander off extravagantly with jargon. It remains delicate and subtle like the sparrow bones you meticulously detail in this poem. Simply gorgeous. 5/5


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