Love Rose Poems

Thriving in the sun she sways inside her garden
each time a fragrant wind arrives from the sea
Her lavender blooms fill the earth with pardon 
she...

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So plant it on that petrichoric soil in rows 
As you bring at my funeral that pure ruby rose

And so? If I'm unable to perceive...

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By Poet "Great memories are the best kind to have but some memories bring a waterfall of tears." 

all little girls like to play dress...

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He took a walk
to see the view.
They found a sock.
A rose, he threw.

Blue was the sky - 
the ocean, too.
He wondered why.
They found a shoe.

A...

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If I could go back in time,
I’d go back to when I believed in soulmates
the way I believe the stars in the night sky
guide us...

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A red rose blooms in morning light,
Soft petals kissed by dew so bright.
A whisper of love, a silent flame,
In crimson grace, it speaks your name....

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IMPERFECT ROSE*
the imperfect rose, 
     once vivacious and colorful under the summer sun,
its petals are now wilted, its colors faded and...

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You came into my life
When I was struggling with the storms,
My eyes were shut,
My breathing was slow,
My lungs were dusty,
There was no glow,
But you,
My heart,
You,...

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Soft like velvet roses,
strong as surgical steel.
Clamor from the inside,
never to be mangled.
The afterclap of untied. 

Soft like velvet roses,
be tender when you touch.
Thorns are...

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Alongside me in rain and shine
she walks her life on her own terms,
setting the course on the pathway she likes to pave.
Probing nameless people uncalled,...

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Forsooth, no Rose
can favorably compare
to our singular Rose
of Soup

how she loops
our hearts into
enchanted bows

perennial of Love’s
eternal garden --...

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 my soul-rose has a fulcrum 
sometimes
veined petals spread a  c  R    o   Ss 

skies unknown
  ...

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Line of inquiry: track where lies the fulcrum of the fragrance of a rose, then likewise find within, your soul.



petals, fragile – sensitive as the...

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The crescent ~ half awake,
yet wholly aware,
like the essence of my presence ~
drowsy and divine ~
glowing in golden hues
is the mentor leading
me through scented silence.

I...

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Fulcrum of a Rose

A lambent sight, my morning star, 
        sweet essence on my tongue.
A mem'ry stirred—those bygone...

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