the rosebush grew
until the days became new
still change is precious and few
the notice of your precious memory is long overdue
at times i feel guilty
now that i have outlived you
i still feel that you are older than me
for your understanding of the world far outranks mine
the rosebush died
modern forwardness is now satisfied
however this old soul is now very mortified
so a freshly new rosebush by me is now applied
Categories:
rosebush, change, memory, remember,
Form: Free verse
Love is a rosebush
from its brambles and thorns
to its bright flowers' petals
Though hearts may be torn
as its prickles cut and sting
Once the rose scent's inhaled
~ True love is reborn
October 31, 2019
Metaphor of Love Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Bobby May
Categories:
rosebush, beauty, flower, love, metaphor,
Form: Free verse
Stems so strictly pruned,
white rosebush gives rich results-
Profuse springtime blooms.
Categories:
rosebush, growth, success,
Form: Haiku
You a silhouette of extraordinary tease
Flowing gently on Autumns' breeze
I taste your pleasures I smell your scent
A gift of fire oh so pleasant
Interwoven as planted vines
No division over time
Winds sweep your seeds
To spawn your love
Bees spread your pollen
Words from above
Thorns prick the wondering hand
Rosebuds waft the scented land
Allusions of a love so grand
Interwoven in soil of Man.
Categories:
rosebush, desire,
Form: Dramatic Verse
Despite the clouds
Despite the tempest
I will stay
My sands are
Crowded with shadows
Dark and irritating
In your bouquet
I have seen
Splash of love
Despite the cactuses
Despite the nettles
I will stay
I have been
To many temples
Same lonely shadows
I have been
To churches too
Same tall eucalyptus
I have been
To many windows
Didn't find rose
Despite the refusal
Your sharp statements
A flame was unmistakeable
A flame for
My hungry palm
Waves of warmth
Green and soft
Leaves like lotus
Peace in nucleus
A blue nest
A little rest
A cool fireplace
My shocked canvas
Tired and torn
Will now rest
Let me lean
Against your thorn
Until the day
The flowers glow
___________________________
July 22, 2017
Categories:
rosebush, conflict, image, true love,
Form: Free verse
Soft and delicate
With deadly sharp thorns
The rosebush grows
Categories:
rosebush, nature,
Form: Haiku