Rose Flower
You dance in colours
Your dance is the dance of nature
Your beauty is like converging wings in contours
And succulent nectar you slowly nurture.
The bees come
Humming their persistent greeting
The butterflies come
Converging in sucking meeting –
Like young lovers
Into your secret bed their fangs nuzzle
Yet these lovers
Because of your nature did puzzle.
Gentle rose
Why did mighty nature
Hold you up to ridicule?
Blooming rose
Why did brave nature
Create your riddle?
That when beauty is the ripest
Then becomes beauty the saddest!
That when life is the sweetest
Then becomes life the shortest!
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a
Premium Membership.
