Poetry Clips – There Were Blossoms On The Tree (Floating Idly Free)


There were blossoms on the tree

A ruined wall

Crumbling

The lace of leaves

A petal falling

Floating idly free

Delicate

Feather-light

And fragile

Her silent grief

Echoing

Into the empty halls

Of time

© Ann Bagnall

Inspired by a writing prompt on Twitter from @FromOneLine

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