Analyzing Ashes

Scanning the horizon

The racing previously dread

No longer thumps such a pace

Proven without question

That of warm weather a mist still beads

But when was so little a single element

Spread few and far between

Enough to keep the garden

In a state of constant flourishing?

Two red roses arched, centered

With all other pair of flora in inferiority

Always and only of respect, so perfect

Now lacking necessities

To hold the petals wrapped tightly

Yet silence is all that speaks

Not one single inquiry

Of the now dimming light that

Once brightly showcased something

Of single solitary possibility

Of rare universal generosity

Super nova formed from union

Colors shown more elegantly

Perfect puzzle of proper alignment

These beings brought together

And remained the only unknowing

Of the wait which went on

But as quickly forgotten to appreciate

Was as quick the miracle gone

The petals ached as aphids ate

Unable to recognize winter

Flowers, leaves and green

Long since disappeared

Just two empty stems apart

No more fragrant flowers that call to each other

Lean in together and face the sun

Oh too soon forgotten.

Analyzing irrelevancies

Why to the truth do some succumb?

When the baggage leftover holds but only one...