Uncle Rosebush Revitalization
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
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Categories:
rosebush, change, memory, remember,
Form: Free verse
Love Is a Rosebush - Contest
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
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Categories:
rosebush, beauty, flower, love, metaphor,
Form: Free verse
Haiku- White Rosebush
Stems so strictly pruned,
white rosebush gives rich results-
Profuse springtime blooms.
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Categories:
rosebush, growth, success,
Form: Haiku
The Rosebush
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
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Categories:
rosebush, desire,
Form: Dramatic Verse
The Rosebush
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
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Categories:
rosebush, conflict, image, true love,
Form: Free verse
The Rosebush and the Bricks
Perched on a hill is a little rose bush,
With a small pile of bricks stacked beside it,
And people walk by, but they don’t even see,
For the houses and businesses hide it.
She knows it is there and visits each day,
And the memories forever will haunt her,
For she looks to the past, a past that is cold,
And
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Categories:
rosebush, death of a friend,
Form: Rhyme
Categories:
rosebush, nature,
Form: Haiku