Rhonda Johnson-Saunders Poet Rhyme

The Hearts Demise

Who wanders amidst rose petals, starved of love, reaching for the thorns?
What destroys the heart, sacred, more than loneliness from bitter winds born?
When light dances above the fallen, peace and hope remain alive...
Where our prayers are held, the spirit longs to reside, longs to thrive...
Why then why does the poet weep harkened from a wilted garden?

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Poet Destroyer A September 1, 2012 at 10:36 AM rhonda, congrats;-) In Harry's fun fun... 5 w's contest. I think this was a fun contest.. Take care.. always~PD

Carol Sunshine Brown August 30, 2012 at 7:58 AM Congratulations on your win in Harry's "5W's" contest Rhonda. Sorry to be late commenting. Love, Carol

Andrea Dietrich August 28, 2012 at 8:10 PM oh, how funny, as I went off I saw the poet beneath me also used the word remarkable!! what does that tell you??

Andrea Dietrich August 28, 2012 at 8:09 PM Remarkable poetry, Rhonda. I can see why he placed it high. Big congrats to you.

Cecilia Macfarlane August 28, 2012 at 7:00 PM Remarkable write Rhonda. Congrats on your win. Hugs

Charlotte Puddifoot August 28, 2012 at 6:41 PM congrats on a great win with a great poem, beautifully worded, classy, lyrical, just lovely! :-)

Olusegun Arowolo August 28, 2012 at 10:05 AM Beautiful and amazing piece,Rhonda.Thanks for your comments on my work and congratulations on your well deserved win..

Gail Debole August 28, 2012 at 4:06 AM Hello Rhonda - Congratulations on your win! These few questions have an abundance of meaning. I keep re-reading... - Gail

Tim Ryerson August 27, 2012 at 8:23 PM Wow, Rhonda...I'm awed...Don't know how you manage to put words together with such elegance and style....Each line put together with perfect flow...Congratulations - Tim

Lee Ramage August 27, 2012 at 2:57 PM A wonderful lilting poem. Well done and congratulations on your win. Lee

Debbie Guzzi August 27, 2012 at 2:46 PM Oh my I do like yours better than mine! ;)Congrad's on your win. Light & Love

Gwendolen Song August 27, 2012 at 1:11 PM A contemplative rhyme that stirs my soul, Rhonda...powerful ponderings! congrats on your win!! luv, gwendolen

Carrie Richards August 27, 2012 at 9:10 AM I would have placed this even higher! A lovely poem, Rhonda!!!

Len Gasun August 27, 2012 at 7:59 AM wow! i love it! Congratulations on your win, Rhonda! hugs, leonora

Modupe Sefunmi August 27, 2012 at 7:55 AM Congrats on your win!

James Fraser August 27, 2012 at 7:50 AM We poets create so many images. Mostly they are scenes of bloom and beauty. It's when we write about death, decay and loss, that sombre thoughts heighten. Then the very next day, we bring life through our words to the paper. Terrific write Rhonda, and many congratulations in Harry's contest. Have a lovely Monday :)

Kim Merryman August 27, 2012 at 7:45 AM A lovely write, Rhonda. Congrats on your win! Love, Kim

Joseph May August 27, 2012 at 7:33 AM lovely write Rhonda...congrats on your win

Mandy Tams The Golden Girl August 27, 2012 at 7:01 AM Congratulations on a fine win Rhonda xx

Cory Long August 27, 2012 at 5:37 AM congrats in the contest.. have a great day cory

Delysia Hendricks August 27, 2012 at 5:28 AM Poetry at its poetic best. Well done on your placement, Rhonda. This is good stuff. :)

Joann Grisetti August 27, 2012 at 5:07 AM We poets do tend to spend time wandering - in the garden or in our minds. Congratulations.

Harry Horsman August 27, 2012 at 4:49 AM Hi Rhonda congrats on this wonderful entry, and to the winners circle, beautiful poem.

Poet Destroyer A August 26, 2012 at 5:31 PM Rhonda, good luck in the contest. love your poem.., thank you for sharing, xox~PD

Robert Johnson August 26, 2012 at 2:28 PM Unanswered dreams and dimmed moonbeams are what makes poetry classic. I'll have mine with a side of pickle, possibly a Vlasic. :) Beautiful poem Rhonda. You really said so much in each line.

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