Rose

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I wrote the folowing poem many years ago as I watched a friend in a troubled relationship. Things started out fine, but in the end it was just not meant to be for either of them. They are both happier now, far apart with new families of their own, but it hurt me to watch my friend fall so close to the ground without a hope of regaining his momentum that I had to sit down and put to word what I knew he was feeling inside.

Rose

I picked a rose on a cold, rainy day.
From my field of doubt, I then turned away.
But this rose was like no other, petals weak from distress
so in a heart-shaped vase I set her to rest.
And with time and great care a new bud appeared.
I nurtured her blossom with pride and she neared
the point when she'd bloom and spread love across
the garden of joy my soul had once lost.
Then time brought back anger long locked away
in a part of my conscience I thought it would stay.
It's shackles broke free and it's bars flew aside,
ans slowly the petals of my rose fell, denied.
Her love was now tainted by my lack of care,
and before I knew it, was no longer there.
My vase then fell, shattered, my mind now bereaved,
for I let die a flower I thought I had saved.
My garden of joy returned to the field of doubt,
and my rosebud went searching for a garden without
hate, pain, and sadness; a true paradise.
She wouls still be my flower, had I only thought twice.




B Heath harris/(c) 2009 

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dahlusion commented on Rose

10-01-2010

ah! a master of metaphors, a painter with words, a poetic pope, yes this is masterful: "I nurtured her blossom with pride" —oh, yes! i understand. Bravo!! Peace and Light, dah

raziel69

10/01/2010

always appreciate your kindness, dah, thanks for coming by again. Peace and Light...Raz

stellar commented on Rose

07-16-2010

this poem is indeed deep and the way you tell the metaphors is just as superb...love it...^_^ v

raziel69

07/16/2010

thanks for the great praise. it is from a part of me that was once deeply hurt, but that was many a moon ago. time heals, but the heart remembers.

stellar

07/16/2010

wow...I love that...time heals, but the heart remembers...hmmmmm..

SavVySam commented on Rose

01-18-2010

Some very deep and thoughtful lines penned by you! Nice work!

Teardrops commented on Rose

12-03-2009

In love we have to be willing to give till it hurts then give again there is no place for second guesses in love wonderful poem well writtern

If I feel physically as if the top of my head were taken off, I know that is poetry.

Emily Dickinson (1830-1886) American poet.

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