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since 2000-02-04
Posts 2919New York, USA |
I went out to the garden this morning, It was a cold and dreary day, But I had to dig up the delicate bulbs, And get them put away. While on my knees in dampness, I glanced over to see a rose, Covered with a dusty glaze, Standing proudly as if it knows; It's the only flower with blossoms, The rest were frozen last week, But the rose survived the icy blast, With no sign of being weak. Its nile green stems still sturdy, Its thorns looking ready to bite, A cream colored bud unfurling, Opening up to a glorious white. Deep green leaves encased in ice, Hanging on...looking quite bold, While the tiny little violas, Seemed shivering in the cold. The greenery of the summer, Has turned to a dark red maroon, As the bitter winds of autumn, Start singing a mournful tune. It looks like snow is in the clouds, There will soon be a blanket of white, And the kalidescope that was summer, Will sleep through the long winter's night. |
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Moon Dust
since 1999-06-11
Posts 2177Skelmersdale, UK |
"And the kalidescope that was summer, Will sleep through the long winter's night." Such lovely imagary and I loved the last lines  Sometimes you have to let go and move on, But never let go of the memories. |
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ellie LeJeune Member Elite
since 2000-01-10
Posts 4156King of Prussia, PA USA |
dearest Bonnie; I hate to think about when the first frost hits here! Oh how I'd love to see that rose! I have to ditto Maria, i love those last two lines. Another beauty from your pen. love, ellie Summers haunting melody that awakens the butterflies, calling them to join the dance in their silent song of praise to God. eL |
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Marge Tindal
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Bonnie~ Remarkable how the rose can burst forth with such beauty in the midst of the cold. A wonderful write. ~*Marge*~ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ noles1@totcon.com |
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Denise
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-08-22
Posts 22648 |
Beautifully done, Bonnie! Denise |
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deleeme Senior Member
since 1999-10-09
Posts 1766NEW ENGLAND, USA |
Bonnie, there's something sad about the end of summer & the approach of winter--but isn't it nice we can have some of all of it. Lovely poem! David WOW- another day of life-and here among friends! Ain't God Grand! |
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Jon Mewett Senior Member
since 2000-03-04
Posts 1304 |
I like the last line a lot in this too Bonnie...Very nice. Jon |
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Elizabeth
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Member Ascendant
since 1999-06-07
Posts 6871Minnesota |
I love roses, so any poem about them has an automatic star in my book. This was one of the most beautiful ones I have ever seen. The imagery is awesome, I could see the whole thing. Elizabeth Something sweet, something sort of grandish, sweeps my soul when thou art near... hedeservesbetter@hotmail.com |
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Victoria
since 2000-08-12
Posts 5869 |
well i found another beautiful poem of yours today bonnie...this is lovely..will have to look for yours more often.. ~Victoria~ A poem is never finished, only abandoned. - Paul Valery (1871-1945) |
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