the elegant rose

In death,
the rose create yellow veins
turns crisp, into autumn yellow apples
hardened, after the frost
and droop in elegance which,
will not allow me to simply toss them from
the front room.
we keep them there
admiring the details of october indoors

on the wall a painting stands,
trees circling the sun,
brown optical vision
leaving me to believe
it could be after death itself
after death, not chasing
admiring the details
and rising into
new life
after, whatever bonds
holds one here

you – together in the
autumn house,
chimney smells rising past
the pine tree next to the
corner property line,
there is something
about this year
this particular fall event

i believe it is a reckoning,
of humility
and desires yet

-in this, death has no details to admire
while a green-leaf-rose
drops to floor


About Crazy Irishman

Touted as a working man's poet, Martin Durkin has been writing professionally for the last 12 years. He has appeared in over twenty anthologies across North America, including, "And left a place to stand on", a collection of poems and essays about the late great Al Purdy. Durkin has also published two collections of poetry, "Hypnotic Childhood", and "The Sound of Quish". Over the past 4 years, Durkin has been on hiatus for the most part but has recently come back to the poetry scene creating a poetry site called, where in the past year he has written over 100 poems and created a cross over page on where he gives a story behind each of the pieces written. View all posts by Crazy Irishman

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