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War of the Rose

Drenched upon the battle field Under silver weapons wield Misdirection her only shield The wildest of roses grew Upon the blush of her pretty head Stained with what men had bled White petals puckered in brilliant red The Whitest wild rose glimpsed hell When the battle scene lie deaf And not a soul to love was left Moonlight filled the tears she wept And the Rose pitied the man Winter came, life kissed death With the sweep of a snowy breath Pale hands of the woman Macbeth Washed White to red to grey Well summer come and summer go No eye that lays upon her knows Her blushing color is to show How red is to remember

Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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Date: 11/17/2015 10:30:00 PM
Kaelynn :) Congratulations on having your poem featured on the soups Home Page. ~SKAT LOVE~
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Date: 11/16/2015 9:32:00 AM
Wonderful legend, Kaelynn. Congrats daver
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Date: 11/10/2015 8:20:00 AM
Hi Kaelynn, WELCOME to poetry soup. I hope you have fun with this wonderful community. You'll find many friendly poets who are ready to support and give positive feedback. I will enjoy following you and your poetry :) We are Lucky To Have you. Enjoy Poetry Soup:) Your New Poet Friend @-> LINDA <-@
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Date: 11/9/2015 9:18:00 PM
Kaelynn,  , Welcome to Poetry Soup. It will be a delight to read and become familiar with your poems in the future. As for now, I will greet you with the same smile others passed when I first joined the soup. Wishing you and your poetry the best. I hope you get to meet all the nice poets around here STARTING with me- SKAT :-) Please drop a hello and tell me a little about yourself if you wish. I would like to be your newest poetry soup "FRIEND" Hugs* SKAT
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