James H Duncan’s most recent poem to appear here was Silver Owls (January 2012).
Red Tulip
By James H Duncan
the red tulip
waits
on the table
wilting, fading
holding
on without water or
sleep
in the sun
and it always
will, like you, somewhere
without
me
Powerful poem!
James,
My grandfather died when I was young. His favorite flower was the red tulip so your words resonate and I remember. Thank you for sharing.
Sharon