Zuzu's Petels

By ralph

Sun, 15 Dec 2013

2 comments

Once a romantic
he loved the air
scent of sweet pea
the drama of youth

read visionary books
but became blinded
truth and fiction
merged him

began kissing demons
he had lost himself
tried to find home
with the devil's map

one more needle
to stroke the fire
one more clue
to Zuzu's petals

Permalink Submitted by hudsonmoon on Sun, 2013-12-15 19:35

tried to find home
with the devil's map

Great line, Ralph. Loved it.

Rich

Permalink Submitted by Bee on Mon, 2013-12-16 07:52

This says so much more for its lack of wordiness. Being an ignoramus, I had to look up 'Zuzu's petels'. Really liked your poem.

Bee