a flower that will never bloom
written by: Linda M. Crate
@thysilverdoe
you were the spring
that never came
leaving me suspended in
a winter
that never thawed
sometimes the cutting winds
blow even still
all these years later,
making me look wistfully toward
the window where all the mama birds
are feeding their babies
or teaching them to fly;
instead i’ve had six years stolen from me
my body betrayed us both—
now i’ll never know your face,
your love, your touch;
i imagine you when i see spring flowers
or hear the laughter of the creek
when golden sunlight falls upon me in hymns of autumn
but winter is the worst because it reminds me
of the flower i will never see bloom.
Linda M. Crate is a Pennsylvanian native born in Pittsburgh yet raised in the rural town of Conneautville. Her poetry, short stories, articles, and reviews have been published in a myriad of magazines both online and in print. She has three published chapbooks A Mermaid Crashing Into Dawn (Fowlpox Press - June 2013), Less Than A Man (The Camel Saloon - January 2014), and If Tomorrow Never Comes (Scars Publications, August 2016). Her fantasy novel Blood & Magic was published in March 2015. The second novel of this series Dragons & Magic was published in October 2015. The third of the seven book series Centaurs & Magic was published November 2016. Her novel Corvids & Magic was published March 2017.
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