Medusa Memories

by Stephen Watson

Frozen memories twisting
In December's wind;
Failed dreams of
A monochrome hue.

Buttercups charred
By an angry sun;
Which weep with regret
For their lives now gone.

These wasted hopes
Of our creator's mind;
Fade into the graveyard
Filled with humankind.

09-Mar-2013

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