Moon flower

I plucked three blossoms from a tree
One whole, one broken, one bud unbloomed
The moon’s round eye looked down on me
Alone I walked though music boomed
Thick, milky sap bled on my hand
Fingers sticky, purpose unsure
The ones I love don’t understand
This scent of frangipani pure


Very handy, the poem I wrote before looking at the prompt is more or less a ballad. The rhyme scheme is right, and the 4 line verse structure, though I have 8 syllables in every line, and not 8-6-8-6 as suggested. Once again, I am a Napowrimo prophet.


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