Karlin K. Jensen Poet Blank verse

Wilted Rose

It was something beautiful,
 like a quickly budding rose.
 We found it among the thorns,
 struggling to reach the sunlight.
 We gave the flower so much care
 with soil and shade and gentleness.
 We watered the flower, so happily,
 almost too happily, too enthusiastic.
 We were a whirlwind, destructive
 despite all our best intentions.
 I think that the flower drowned.
 We just used too much water,
 and the flower quickly faded.
 We killed it.
 We, together, now have no purpose.

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Daver Austin November 10, 2012 at 9:47 AM The rose as metaphor. I like your idea. Congrats on the selection. daver

Carol Sunshine Brown November 6, 2012 at 6:04 AM Congrats on your wonderful poetry being featured this week Karlin. Love, Carol

Kash Poet November 2, 2012 at 9:29 AM A touching write .Lovely read karlin.

Heather Ober October 26, 2012 at 1:24 PM I love this. Very sad, but very moving.

Carol Sunshine Brown October 25, 2012 at 11:30 AM Sorry for being late reading your excellent poetry Karlin. I enjoyed reading it today. I wish I could keep up with all the poets here but I can't. Thank you for sharing your writing with us. Love, Carol