pomegranate seed

a dying star
a millennia flash in the pan
fated to shine brightly
then no more
for a few hours while
the glow leads you home
into the heart
for a time
when warmth in your cheeks
softly beckons
persephone home again
to give room for
life to fade and grow

I am but a wonton child
full of mischief
and idle temper
let me feel tempted by death
to relish in life
sharp contrast
pricking the rose bloom
faded before
it’s forgotten

great minds
plainly seeking
the impending tyranny
blank impetus
infatuating illusions
time marked
a crack
a start



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