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Blue Rose

Smelling a Blue Rose Reminiscent of Lenore Owner of my Heart Touching the Blue Rose Remember Lenore's Softness Velvety smooth skin Seeing Blue Roses Encircling my LOVE Lenore My Heart leaps for joy Hearing the Blue Rose Whispering LOVE'S Melody Erotic LOVE song A Blue Rose's tear Comes forth as the morning dew Dries upon my cheek To My Beloved -- L E N O R E

Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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Date: 7/30/2011 6:27:00 PM
Blue Roses are the symbol of love and prosperity in art and literature. Great job! Caryl
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Date: 4/22/2010 7:17:00 PM
Congratulations on your win, HG! I thought Linda-Marie would like this one. Very nice! Hope you are feeling better now, too. Love, Carolyn
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Date: 4/22/2010 5:30:00 PM
Love and roses seem to go hand in hand. Congratulations on your win in Linda-Marie's contest. Enjoy your success. Keep on writing. Karen
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Date: 4/22/2010 4:42:00 PM
THis is very lovely HG..I missed it first time around. Congrats on your success in the contest. Love, BG
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Date: 4/22/2010 3:54:00 PM
Congrats HG on your success in my flower power contest with your touching tribute poem .. thankxxx for your kind support my silent beau..luv.. "Sweetheart"
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Date: 2/24/2010 5:34:00 PM
I'm glad you liked my Bingo poem. I've actually done quite well with it over the years, two big jackpots and a lot over $500, one for $6700 and one for $17,000. I hit $25 the other night and with that hit two 7 of 7 on penny keno for over $200! Guess I gamble for a living now that I'm retired. I make friends at two places we play too. It's fun. Ellen
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Date: 2/24/2010 5:22:00 PM
I love this poem, roses - all colors, all flowers and plants and trees really, and your devotion to Lenore, it's very touching. I love my Larry as you love her, with my body and soul. And yes you may calll me Ellen. My mother is the only person who ever called me June Ellen. She was June. Started using my given name, it's actually one name, I'm Southern, English/Irish, a few years ago for poetry sites and legal things. My school records are under Ellen, go figure. Ellen
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Date: 2/13/2010 6:17:00 AM
a beautifully written verse dedicated to someone special, i love it! -----Ell
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Date: 2/10/2010 5:25:00 AM
I can see your love and sadness. cherish comes to mind...
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Date: 1/31/2010 5:36:00 PM
This fills me HG. -Robert
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Date: 1/31/2010 12:02:00 AM
Lenore is lucky to have your devotion. Nice write.
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Date: 1/27/2010 9:06:00 PM
This is just so heartfelt, HG--I agree with the others--you both are so lucky to have shared such a love...your beautiful words I'm sure, extends all the way to heaven and your beloved is smiling at you--:) Thanks as well for your comments, & great call! I do live in the tropics--the Philippines to be exact :)
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Date: 1/27/2010 1:13:00 PM
What a nice tribute to Lenore's memory. Your love shines in this poem. Thank you for sharing it with us. Karen
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Date: 1/27/2010 1:12:00 PM
Lenore must've been a lucky being to be loved by you. Roses turn pink, red, yellow when it's raining...even in the desert...
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Date: 1/27/2010 9:49:00 AM
So beautiful is your heart,and im sure She is smiling from Heaven...WONDERFUL..Charma
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Date: 1/27/2010 9:48:00 AM
HG my forever friend. Forever your love lives on for your Lenore. A love so rare almost never ever found. She had to have been an angel on earth . And now an angel in heaven your dear Lenore awaits for you. A magnificent piece you wrote here with your love overflowing from your heart. Love and blessings to you my forever friend, Carol
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Date: 1/27/2010 9:25:00 AM
Your passion and longing matches Poe's for his lost Lenore, HG. This was a very touching memory for you to share with us. Enjoyed your haiku, my friend. Love, Carolyn
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