03-25-2025, 10:07 AM
Better to Weep
To see dried blood upon a handkerchief
reminds us we are not composed of dust
as poets and star-gazers share belief
but, as a plumber knows, of wet and rust.
Red hearts and lips may symbolize true love
as poppies offer sure, narcotic sleep:
affection, somnolence, addictive trove
of past perfection only fools may keep.
To couples courting danger crimson speaks
of hemoglobin rich with oxygen
spilled in despairing suicidal streaks
by lovers lacking cynics’ antigen.
Be brave, my love, let tears flow if you must–
not disappointed blood: abide and trust.
To see dried blood upon a handkerchief
reminds us we are not composed of dust
as poets and star-gazers share belief
but, as a plumber knows, of wet and rust.
Red hearts and lips may symbolize true love
as poppies offer sure, narcotic sleep:
affection, somnolence, addictive trove
of past perfection only fools may keep.
To couples courting danger crimson speaks
of hemoglobin rich with oxygen
spilled in despairing suicidal streaks
by lovers lacking cynics’ antigen.
Be brave, my love, let tears flow if you must–
not disappointed blood: abide and trust.
Non-practicing atheist

