Blonde Rosebuds

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Beyond the rosebuds or the deaths in gas

In Auschwitz and beyond translucent trails

Snails leave behind, beyond the ice crevasse

Of Everest and beyond black cobra scales,

Beyond the mystic’s naked angels ranged

As mystic’s facts, beyond the honey bees

In dance to show where nectar waits arranged

In blooms, beyond the sculptured marble frieze

Above democracy in Athens, far

Beyond a slide of microscope’s lens scene,

Beyond equations and a lab desk’s jar,

We hope to learn what living life might mean.

  The reason poetry exists is for

    The unheard symphony’s resounding score.

©  Phillip Whidden