Hope's Nectar

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
My first cascade poem. Written from an anecdote, watching a single bumble bee emerge from a dedication poppy and then a rose. I thought that the image of an insect helping to spread life through pollination was so symbolic that I must write about it. I hope you all enjoy my poem.

Submitted: June 30, 2017

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Hope’s Nectar

With the lamenting rock and engraved granite,
Dulcifying vines and flora embrace it.
As one bee strews seeds of life among the death.

In the eloquent gold speech: potent sorrow,
Solid, woeful fervour for our past heroes.
With the lamenting rock and engraved granite.

In the crimson rose and poppy vivid bloom,
The tendrils bear their lost names and lace the site,
Dulcifying vines and flora embrace it.

In the midst of the grief-stricken poor Eden,
From one petal leaps an airborne light-bringer,
As one bee strews seeds of life among the death.

-Jason Millar


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