Poem of the Week | blue flower in a vase by Bill Nevins

blue flower in a vase 

by Bill Nevins                      


we see today that we shall die

the children sing

as they mourn their murdered peers

dull bullets in their eyes

they waste no more time in fear

I would leave you 

perhaps a blue flower 

bent in ice water

perhaps a song to sing

when you have no more money


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