birthday

Five blue candles
dripped puddles on
white icing

sentinels
atop round layers
after the fire trucks
drove away

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One comment

  1. I don’t know whether to respond to the simplistic beauty of this poem, or the tragedy. I see both. It is truly amazing what survives a house fire, isn’t it?

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