The Cardinal and the Rose
Light snow hushes the drab, winter sky
as she places a small white rose upon
the gravestone of her innocent one
lost in the early bloom of dawn.
A singular chirping song resounds
within drooping arms of frozen trees
she spies a sprightly cardinal bird
flitting like a red ribbon in the breeze.
Her silent tears fall, like white petals spun
her grief is laid bare by the rose’s thorns
when wings of a pure red cardinal come
to carry her rose away towards the sun.
1/7/2023
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.
