CAMELLIA

Starting tight,
Small clenched fist, unpromising bud,
I unfurl in on myself.
Layer on layer, peeling back down and in
Through fleshy pink to blood veined red
Then penultimate black.
Sinking softly inwards,
Ring-a-ring-a roses
Till we all lie down,
Cupped in the dark
That buds within us.

J.S.Watts:Born in London, England, J.S.Watts now lives, works and writes in East Anglia. She has had poetry published in a variety of magazines and publications in Britain including Envoi, Tandem, Orbis, Acumen and The Ugly Tree.

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