Rose Myth Poems

there are some people
I do know
they speak of places
I can't go
ooh then some
if God is real
might should I ask
the chores of one
done by two
Makes easy...

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Her pale face, rosy lips, raven wing hair,
that many compare to a princess of old, so fair.

Yet, she is unique, the girl with the amber...

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III.
“Excuse me m’am,”he did call out,
“It looks like you could use some help.”
The woman looked up cautiously,
if she feared him, he could not tell.

“And what...

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A meadow is described as an open grassland with non-woodsy plants
but the garden bird carrying rose seeds from afar was wild and free 
unbeknownst to...

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Something inside me is calling
Some things are caught on thorny thoughts 
Sometimes I radiate and deviate as thoughts linger

I bleed icy dreams
Dark as ink, silent...

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The cardinal that we see today 
Started out being a brilliant snow white

Until one fall, it noticed a young rose bush with a small new...

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I felt a probe of feline eyes
While Merlin stretched on sun-drenched sill;
He mentioned he dislikes cat-guise
And yearned to be a wizard still,

Then, thanking for adopting...

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I.

In Oropos, a lone warrior rode
   On horseback in search of a place to rest.
   He had been on a long...

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III.

Through the boughs, crept the goddess of healing,
   Circling around the branches with ease.
   She saw the warrior beyond the trees,
...

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Down distance streets distant days obscured 
Visions of idle things resting in the weeds skeletal 
Rusted eons have fallen machines dead

In their stance flies flicker...

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strobe into the secret night
the scene of our sacred crime
not just any old crime

I confess to you but 
I cry most insidious in design 
a...

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So red the rose a crimson divinity 
Thorns sharp cruel dangerous  
Crush the petals so gently, so soft
Thorns are long, how they prick thee

A...

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flowers of iron
I rust 
flowers of glass 
I shatter 
flowers of Jade 
I lust
flowers of crimson
I tower 
I watch the rays of the sun break...

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Seductively she says  ~  there’s a place I know
Unspoiled by misery of dreaded human woe
Where perfumed winds of amour gently blow
As embers of...

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La Loba rose with the sun barely glancing over the desert’s surface.
This old hag was as reliable and necessary 
as the fall dearth marching toward...

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