Rose Prose Poems

From the pen flows a song
It’s melody gives wings to words,
Wafting upward and outward across space
Harmonic strains
In notes of Praise
Resonate full and deep 
Suspended toward...

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Makes me smile to see he's back
In a sentence he embodies a strong spirit, writing is his knack
Counts all syllables, a rose shows in the...

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As the violent waves caress the stones,
the breeze blows the drowned to shore.
For the Earth it never seems to calm,
if a rose lures to bite...

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If it's not a poem, it must be prose --
  Quoth Gertrude Stein: A rose is a rose is a rose...

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A Willowy wisp of nights dark scent
My Rose colored glasses have loss their tint
Love came and I wish I could say has went
But loves not...

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Two dog night

A stillness had crept in under a cloak 
of finely sculptured snowflakes, descending 
quietly from an oppressively heavy sky. 
It blanketed deserted streets
...

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ON LOVE & SLEEP
I wake up
From a
Nebulous
Nightmare
Where flame
Singes my hair.
Getting up
I am soothed
By the halogen
Of a full moon.
I slide
Back to bed
Falling deeply
Asleep,
And waking up
Again
I notice
A...

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WRITING A POEM

With
Rose water sweat

I spill
The earth

And exchange glances
With nothingness.

The moon
Lights my words.

Each day
Is bridgeless

In the back
Of mourning.

In my
Favorite chair

I find a
Crowd of sorrows

Illuminated
By water.

At...

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Tap tap  boom… sheep scattered like shrapnel
Brian Dunn’s instant memorial smoke rose
from his peaty wet death hole, roots
lumps of peat and ling fell like...

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Blue skies - Hues so strong and vivid
The rays of sunshine - strokes blend with beauty
Beauteous- those radiant sunrises
I wake- I sit - ponder -...

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                       She wore...

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Poet:  Ken Jordan 
Poem:  Crimson 
Edited by:  Sparkle Jordan 
written:  March/2019

Her glorious existence 
exposed to billions around 
the globe  -

Thine...

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Out of the darkness of night
crept the dawn.
Steaming with thirst, 
the dry mouth sun rose—
inebriating itself with morning
dew—leaving sparkling stars of green
scattered across the quilted...

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MY NEIGHBOR KOFI
LOCATION: Mazamaza, Lagos, Nigeria:
My neighbor kofi, 
The computer scientist
At 34,
He crisscrossed, jetcrosed, redcrossed,
And hobnobbed around the globe:
Kathmandu, Acapulco and the Galapagos 

He dined...

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For those of us who muse of purple prose
That ornate style which differs from the rest  
Perhaps as flash or false as a blue...

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I come 
find a road, now 
walking on the road, seeing
some are going to unknown
some are coming from unknown
 a divider separates them and their...

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The Storm

The cold, salt spray bit at my face,
As I walked alone in the sand,
And the dashing waves stoe my footprints;
As they raced upon the...

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this no joke
he is the hope
he came in cure our sin
was put down
but came back around
listen to the sound
and
he rose from dust
to we must
STAND UP...

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The Symphony

The mountains cried, “Praise to the Lord”! 
And the birds and beasts sang His praises.  

The firmament rose up to praise His name,...

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31st December 2018, 8:00 AM
I ask every rose in our garden and every tree near our home to tell you frankly that every year I...

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