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red rose bricks

Author: Jack Karvack
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Class/Type: Poetry /Misc
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as in, it wasn't planned, wasn't conscious

prompted planned structured
voluntary resistable



poetry's great. ^ ^

red rose bricks

red rose is a rose
is a rose
is a rose,

as red as iron ore broken away in bits.

and a blackened ash blanket sits
so tightly clings
as tumbles in rains, snows,

chips the shape of single wings
flying quite the opposite
of a Bernoulli effect;

coats the red rose-brick of
an older house while you watch,
so closely,

in a moment of hesitation....

whether to venture in,
meet the older house,

and fall apart
as black ash

and flutter like the rest
of the shadowy jetsam drifting outside.

fall in between the floorboards,
be swept up from front door winds
and plastered
to the crumbling walls,

eaten by crumbling walls;

to be the older house.

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