The magnolia are blooming
White virgin flowers
Unfolding to a clouded sky
Whispering of beauty
Still able to be found in the world
But just a block down
A freshly-killed squirrel
Red exposed to concrete
Fur still attached
Waiting to be scavenged
Glaringly ugly
Death unmerciful to young life
In the virgin
Cloud-filled
Skies
YOU ARE READING
What I See
Poetrypoetry by me of everyday scenery Sometimes I upload in quick succession Be sure to check the part number, that you're not missing a part (even though they aren't connected by story line)
