annie rose
annie rose
her spirit
is that of a woman who knows she’s closer to death than her younger self
she paints with life giving corals and wild abandon yellows
all muddied on the canvas with red flower tiles
she’s fighting and letting go all at once
wearing all of her favorite things together even that gaudy ring no one else wanted
do you see the sparkle in her eyes
do you see the chemo killing all the cancer
and her bones carrying her frame more upright
she moves me
this woman
she moves the earth
and draws us all magnetic to her side
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Beautiful poem. I especially love the descriptive colors!
Touching tribute. I wish I knew Annie Rose. I guess I kind of do now! Thank you.
I agree with Dennis about your use of color and the magnet image at the end is fresh and succinct.
Very beautiful.