In the Scorpion Grass

A "nonet" breakup poem

By Gina C.Published 2 years ago • Updated 2 years ago • 1 min read

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Where dew moths sip the nectar of the

scorpion grass, a raindrop hugs

a leaf, pleading “Forget me

not, adieu.” In mirror

of nature’s rhythm,

the loves will part

per sun and

wind, not

feud.

-Gina C. 🧚‍♀️✨

Author's Note: Syllablecounter says "rhythm" is one syllable. I respectfully disagree with that. 🤷🏻‍♀🫣

Also: Forget-Me-Not flowers are also called "Scorpion Grass". 🦂🌱 Breakups sting.

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