Observations

I have seen the thrust of sirrocco winds
dethrone the wildest flower, the pretty follies
of oxlips swept away to certain death,.

I have seen sawflies prepare for blitzkrieg,
snails roll in like russian tanks - armies
on Dihon weep for wizened petals.

I have seen rose-queens bow, clutches
of lilac trumpets silenced in the ruins
of wilted kingdoms, daggers slicing
through in swells of violent passion.

I have seen Death make life beautiful.