Launching Pad

Launching Pad

It was a brutal
day. My choice was a pink
moon above me.

The violence in
absentia impedes the
kiss of phlox in spring.

The fugitive
comes back home to see
bloody handprints on wall.

Reviews

[Poetic Beauty]

This is a sad and tragic tail you spin here. While
Most are enjoying the blooming flowers of spring in this story it is short lived with bloody handprints on the wall.