MONTH OF THE BOMBER DAY FOUR

On Finding My Fern Dead From Frost And Exposure.

I left her out in the sun,

the weather was warm, her soil moist,

But I forgot her

and midnight’s garden is different to day’s.

The temperature dropped

and froze.

Gentle, gentle soft fronds of green,

changed to grey and brown,

curling dead fingers.

The ice like an old man’s beard

hung from her pretty face,

once green now black.

She did not recover,

but shrank into her glazed red pot.

Dead.

No more spring breezes

that so excited her into growth

would ever dance through

her life loving leaves again.

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June is the month of The Bomber, my debut novel. It will be released on the 24th. Please ask your local book seller or your favorite online book store for more information.

THE BOMBER JUNE 24th

DAVID O’SULLIVAN