Petunias

Immorality proliferates

while mortality 

propagates

it’s wrapped 

around the end 

of a beginning of a story

same existences contrarily, if so 

told different-ly, a sad fatality

booked inside

a library of a brain 

with no individuality

Succumbed 

Entombed 

like a moth

in a cocoon

Slept a sleep

Long and hard knuckled

a mass nestled, soft nest

a grayed out cradled 

paper thin womb

Be gone

Be get

Bee’s meddle

In set,

In pace 

In tune

Humming 

and buzzing

in and around

the nettles and

O’ the petunes-

smelled a soured 

sweet scent

of purpled

petunias

once bloomed 

in a garden

now poisoned

by a petulant goon.

©Jay Mora-Shihadeh

Photo by Christine Clair from Pexels

#Poetry #Freeverse #Garden #Petunias

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  1. Very nice, Jay. Love your word choices. Phrases like “bees meddle” and “Immorality proliferates while mortality propagates” and “petulant goon.” Especially that–petulant goon. I know people well described by these very words.

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