David Drowley Poet Free verse

Love Bush

Love is not a rose
But like the bush
On which it grows.

Stems with prickly skins
Tangle and twist
To upward grow.

You paint bright the blooms;
I tithe the thorns
To twining grow.

Given green petals,
And half a chance,
Love’s bush will grow.

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Anne-Lise Andresen January 15, 2019 at 1:42 PM - Let love grow, David :) - Congratulations on your win :) - hugs // Anne-Lise :)

Bobby May January 15, 2019 at 10:43 AM Congratulations on your placement my friend!

Darlene De Beaulieu January 12, 2019 at 5:55 PM Hello David this very clever the way you in front of me. have created this poem. I now have this vision of a rose bush in front of me. have a nice day my friend.