Rose First Love Poems

O my glorious rival in love,
For I fell in the cosmic river of yours. 
I flew in the rhythm of darkness within, 
For finding my...

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In the quiet of dawn's tender light,
Our love blooms like a rose, delicate and bright.
Your laughter, a gentle breeze that stirs my soul,
A melody that...

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I started out as a pretty rose bud,
the rains are coming maybe even a flood.
Then the bright sun will come out,
my pedals open up without...

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I saw her for the first time,
It felt like a lifetime,
Her brown hair dazzled,
While her eyes sparkled.

Her smile was like diamond glints,
She is the only...

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Yes, he was born to blow my mind,
And I was born to write sad stories.
He reminds me of someone,
Giving me an access to my forbidden...

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Her eyes look up towards the amber skies
In solemn prayer before the Sun dies

Only to live again a zillion times
Prayer is not for the Sun...

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Spice tea is for me,  
hot with honey on a cold winter's day.  
Pretty pink rose cups,  
are filled to the top...

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She was the flower of my life,
The rose that bloomed in spring,
The lily that shone in the night,
The song that made me sing.
She was the...

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Written 29 November 2023
Love Jones Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Karen Jones

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Shelves filled with all kinds of books,
will take a plain wall and make it pretty,
this makes real beauty for you and I.


Maybe some hot rose...

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she spoke to no one after he died,
words no longer had any meaning,
friends and relatives she had world wide,
her intense love needed weaning,
she smiled at...

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As a child, 
I loved to watch Grandpa build. 
His basement workshop, 
was filled with tools. 
Tools hanging on every wall, 
wood neatly stacked in...

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With His Six Shooter In Hand He Emptied Its Load


In a whiskey glazed stupor his horse he shot
Under blue-wailing moon his heart, a broken mess
And...

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In a pretty rose garden we were having tea,                      the butterflies were kissing the flowers...

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When
jade Specks
of desire
carved a raven
calamitous shape
of coal-crescent, 
losing the
last soil
once

My
lilac
heart of rouge
runes, shimmered in
galaxy, lathered
with embers of
laced life for
soul of
thou

I
float in
rose quartz haze
befogged upon
starlit symphony's
hymnal...

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