Daver Austin Poet Tanka

Roses

ROSES

dead of winter
poor rose bush
empty branches
but it pricks me when i pass
just sleeping it says


my son asks
where do roses go in winter
for once i can answer
why to pasadena son
to the rose parade


rose
at fifty she was long gone
she’d pass a flower shop
but at the liquor store make a stop
where she’d pick four roses

Dave Austin

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Sara Kendrick February 11, 2015 at 6:16 AM I can feel a sadness in this one for the Rose at the liquor store..Enjoyed reading your creative work..Sara

Joe Maverick February 8, 2015 at 4:55 PM A 'for' roses stop @ the liquor shop..' here's 4 stars from me Daver..'

Harry Horsman February 8, 2015 at 4:57 AM These are brilliant, number three comes through to me as the most poignant.

Andrea Dietrich February 5, 2015 at 6:19 PM wow, It got so cold in your state. You are missing out by not living in Utah. We have the warmest winter ever this year!!!

Michelle Mac Donald February 2, 2015 at 9:49 PM Oh, I can smell the subtle perfume of a rose, Daver! Ever happen to you, you read something then can smell or taste it? Very clever verses! Feels like three different faces of the rose. The first might feel cranky for being disturbed, the second is fun, and the last feels terribly sad.:( Very clever!!! Keep well, love, Mikki

Maurice Rigoler February 2, 2015 at 11:13 AM Roses aren't my favorite flower, neither Four Roses! I like good wine best. I found these verses very enjoyable, especially the last section. Thanks so much for the stop by, and best to you. / M

Connie Marcum Wong February 2, 2015 at 2:42 AM These are wonderful little vignettes, each one equally excellent, but since I used to live around the corner from the Rose parade, I will remember the middle one best. Classic Daver!

Monterey Sirak January 27, 2015 at 7:19 AM These are all amazing but I like the first one best. I like the image of the rose bush, stripped bare in the cold, poking at passers-by letting them know it may be cold and stiff, but will bloom again.

Andrea Dietrich January 26, 2015 at 6:37 PM I really like these, Daver. Especially that middle one. I adore roses and can't wait for mine to push up from the ground. I lost two bushes of them last year and hope I don't lose my others.

James Peranteau January 26, 2015 at 3:07 PM That's hiding the bare facts Daver ! *smiles* I never had a Rose before ! Great work dear poet ! Have a blessed week sir....much love, james

David Meade January 26, 2015 at 11:58 AM What a great answer to your son!! Many roses aspire to be selected for this great event!! Millions of people admiring it's beauty. Your last stanza is haunting . . . 7