Deb Radke Poet Senryu

My Rose Garden

newly risen
     reaching to the sun...
                  here grow my dreams

tender-budded 
     shades of palest pink...
                  here grow my hopes

purest white
      folding into pearl...
                  here grow my truths

palest yellow
      softly touched with rose...
                  here grows my love

intertwined 
      climbing rusted scrolls...
                  here grows my trust

crowned with crimson 
       bowing towards the earth...
                  here grows my wisdom

open-petaled
        flushed with summer’s sun...
                  here grows my faith

ripe with color
        yearning toward heaven...
                  here grows my life



[...with particular recognition and gratitude to Mr. Charles Henderson]

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James Fraser December 17, 2010 at 5:00 AM Deb, I so love poems with Roses in them, and this one is no exception. It's so lovely. They are one of the few topics I like to concentrate on when writing. The others being butterflies and elves. I love to incorporate them in fantasy writes. My oh my, I am so enjoying this morning of reading your work....James :)

Deb Radke December 14, 2010 at 5:11 PM My dear cgh: You have made a poem from my poem. How very lovely is this comment. How very honored I am for all you have said about my writing. Thank you.

Charles Henderson December 14, 2010 at 4:43 PM dreams, hope, and truth to help one find and recognize love, therein learning to trust and grow in wisdom, to foster faith in one's life which is pointed toward a glorius end. You have said a mouthful my dear poet. You gave me credit, but the work was all yours. cgh

Deb Radke December 14, 2010 at 10:04 AM I have taken your advice, Charles; I omitted the last line, and also changed the last verse to incorporate the word 'life' in an effort to convey the essence of my thoughts as I wrote this poem. I hope these changes fit the definition of a senryu. I am quite honored by your words; thank you.

Charles Henderson December 13, 2010 at 6:59 PM These would be haiku, but the last line reference to human trait make them a senryu. Very, Very good senryu all except the last. You should go on line to find out why they are so good. and they are, I know. This may be your gift, I know it is mine.

Stephen Parker December 13, 2010 at 6:32 AM A panoply of colors and a plethora of flowering stages nicely spliced together. Enjoyed your artistic endeavor. It has much literary merit. Look forward to dabbling into more of your metaphorical homilies!