Elegy In A Flower Garden
each petal that falls even
from the homeliest blossom
is grieved by the congregation
of blooms in the garden
a solitary demise
is not an isolation
though not heard nor seen
the emptiness it creates
hangs heavy and tumid
untunes the euphony of echoes
and casts thick darkness
in the serenity of white clouds
puts the glade, the lake in gloom
pink and yellow bells toll
an earnest elegy for the fallen
poem by Eddie Roa
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