The Pink and the White

In Memory:  Toni Hardley


Pink petals, white petals, drifting downwards,

Beautify the graves of the earth.

The flower veil falls away, and leafy spears,

Tinged a reddish black against the bark,

Sprout to guard a ripening hoard.

Life slowly sobers into the gravitas of fruit.

At the heart of each, a bitter, indigestible stone



From the vernal to the autumnal equinox,

Each fruited tree presents the same tragic pageant;

Yet, still we wait and watch for the spring.


Already, your passing is two years past.

Pink and white petals flutter in the air above me,

Flutter all around me.

I inhale their dying fragrance,

Kneel to place a hand on the earth,

And hoping against hope, look to the horizon

To see your like return to us



January 29 2009/January 31, 2009

February 16, 2009

March 8, 2009

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