Val Brooklyn Rogers Blk Panther Poet Sonnet

A Flower Is a Rose Is a Flower a Rose

There my dear.
Gentle bender of my heart's light.
We both saw one another true.
I saw in you a regal BLUE
WE both saw a FLUENT brew
You are a MAJESTIC ROSE 
and no one knows.
Disguised as a flower 
I read every VELVET petal
A secret book.
A luminescent LOVE story.
Your floral mannerisms are
So comely and fluid
Your spirit is electrically warm.
Tender is the life.
Then at that time does DEATH EXTEND
It's harm.
And at the end of life it does not pretend
A flower is still a flower at the end it's
A ROSE STILL  A FLOWER A ROSE

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Walter T. Ashe June 17, 2016 at 4:29 PM This caught my eye and I am also in concert with Teppo..."and at the end of life it does not pretend"...all unpretentiousness is admirable in one way or another! Nice write Val! Val Brooklyn Rogers Blk Panther June 18, 2016 at 9:06 PM Thanks Walter. I'm practically beside side my self with glee, walking the halls of joy.