Kelly DuMar

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#NewThisDay Writing From My Photo Stream

Walking the path toward a swamp

on this new day of June I found

the pale heart of a wild rose

petal

(so fragrant, so pure, so lush last Sunday)

was shaken, detached – flung 

by wind to throb, briefly, on the surface

blued by sky, before drowning

 

All photos and text copyright Kelly DuMar