Thursday, 3 May 2018

3rd May 2018

raising wild white heads to the sun
woodland garlic

© Rachel Green 2018

he retired early
content to live with his garden
and his memories
but the yawning emptiness
of his days spent alone
made him miss her more
the long days and longer nights
in rooms undecorated since her passing;
a perpetual shrine
until illness took him down
and the rooms upstairs
became a foreign territory
he could no longer visit.

Far away,
his eldest plots her inheritance
never realising
his legacy was disease.

© Rachel Green 2018

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