“When Ivory Kiku Bloom”
(c) 2024 by Michael L. Utley
it’s my hope in time to come
when ivory kiku bloom
you’ll remember me
as I remember you
those days so long ago
in absence of joy
fraught with fear and agony
you gazed into the abyss
what did you see in the din
and darkness of depression
what peered back at you
shattered your very soul
in this winter tempest
golden suisen
hides its glowing countenance
waiting for the storm to pass
yet its radiance lives on
deep beneath the blowing snow
its beauty obscured
dimmed for but a moment
I saw your light shining
through your blackest night
with the brilliance of the sun
rising moon’s intensity
in your sorrow you were blind
you saw neither light nor love
nor could you believe
your heart was still alive
thus you mourned a life lost
buried your own soul
oblivion’s rueful loam
brings forth its bitter harvest
in my heart there lies a tomb
wreathed in ivory kiku
every day I pause
to offer my respects
every day I mourn for
what could never be
place my heart upon the shroud
of these fading memories
it’s my hope in time to come
when ivory kiku bloom
you’ll have found your peace
for I’ll remember you