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Roses in Want of Tomorrow
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Roses in Want of Tomorrow |
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Klassy Lassy Member Elite
since 2005-06-28
Posts 2187Oregon |
A scarlet pulse, a velvet knack braille burned upon the heart wishes which I must take back and don't know how to start Shoot me through in arrows blue till the stars above all hum You'll love me until tomorrow ... may tomorrow never come Make no excuse for trespass Love will not break its rule I'm merely echo in deep crevass sweet folly's thief and fool For the orb which life confers is never drawn by whim nor stardust promises insure the fantasies hid within Watersilk tears, fading dreams petals in nebulae bloom fall to wind and turbulent streams beneath a truant moon At my feet lies innocence in mortally wounded sorrow weeping among thorns so dense roses in want of tomorrow |
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Alison 
since 2008-01-27
Posts 9318Lumpy oatmeal makes me crazy! |
Oh, Klassy one, this is so beautiful and poignant. You touched me. xoxoxo Alison |
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Klassy Lassy Member Elite
since 2005-06-28
Posts 2187Oregon |
xoxox Not being here much in recent months, I have missed you and your poetry, Alison ... the insights and radiance that reach through these blue pages. Winter is bluster and rain here in Oregon at the moment, but I know you will have ice and snow. Stay warm!  Karen |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
quote: Ohhhhh my! Breathtaking and stunning in its beauty, dear Karen! ... lingering for a while ... Margherita  |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
Difficult to share more praise upon you and this poem, because Alison and Margherita have already done that, but this is a reaching out and touching you poem in the highest order. ~*~ If they give you lined paper, write sideways. ~*~ |
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tracie66 Member Elite
since 2000-01-18
Posts 4713Australia |
such longing in this - very touching piece. Love is the life of the soul... |
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Klassy Lassy Member Elite
since 2005-06-28
Posts 2187Oregon |
Margherita, there was a knock on my door one day, and a stranger stood there in camo and a bandana on his head, a great smile on his face as he asked about a car that has been awaiting repair for some time. The car was not for sale, so he thanked me and then laughed. He said he was a new born Christian. In the crook of his arm were two roses from my front yard...one huge yellow bloom and one red one. "I couldn't resist!" he said, as he bounded off across the lawn. He was a rascal and too full of mirth to begrudge him the roses. All I could do was laugh, too, as I closed the door, and envy his light-hearted joy in the moment! ~K |
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Klassy Lassy Member Elite
since 2005-06-28
Posts 2187Oregon |
Jerry, I appreciate your eye to these lines, too, and the pot pourri of petals... Tracie, thank you for the soft touch back. I read that thorns help hold moisture for roses, and the more thorns there are, the hardier the rose. There are yellow rose climbing my holly tree...double indemnity! ) |
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Nicole Senior Member
since 1999-06-23
Posts 1835Florida |
I miss holly trees and the City of Roses. I used to live in Oregon; for many years. The very first stanza completely captivated me. I love the imagery of braille burned upon a heart. |
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Klassy Lassy Member Elite
since 2005-06-28
Posts 2187Oregon |
Nicole, ah, thank you! There are those who touch so deeply the heiroglyphics last a lifetime, yes?  I also lived in the City of Roses at one time, many years ago. |
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ice Member Elite
since 2003-05-17
Posts 3404Pennsylvania |
You just gotta' love this Klassy poem.. With all of its "Watersilk tears" (and) fading dreams" Its high emotions and low. |
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Word Weaver Member
since 2011-03-06
Posts 437California, USA |
Absolutely beautiful. The last stanza ends it perfectly. |
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Klassy Lassy Member Elite
since 2005-06-28
Posts 2187Oregon |
"high emotions and low" but memorable and sweet ...  Thank you, Ice....and Word Weaver, |
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Marchmadness Member Rara Avis
since 2007-09-16
Posts 9271So. El Monte, California |
Lovely poem, Karen. I lived in Oregon as a child and it still nolds a specal place in my heart. |
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JL Member Ascendant
since 2004-04-01
Posts 6128Texas, USA |
"At my feet lies innocence in mortally wounded sorrow weeping among thorns so dense roses in want of tomorrow" This is a beauty! So much depth and passion. That last stanza deserves a hug! A poet you are, Klassy Lassy. JL Love the Lord your God with all your heart, and with all your soul,and with all your mind. Love your neighbor as yourself. |
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Sunshine
Administrator
Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
Karen, I hear a song in this poem, the second stanza being the refrain. It's lovely...and it seems to lend itself to music. Be a dear, find someone who can assist you in that...it has a very Celtic sound. May I suggest a duo that might do it justice? I will wait...almost patiently! |
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Klassy Lassy Member Elite
since 2005-06-28
Posts 2187Oregon |
Jo, Oregon is a lovely and diverse state with some primitive places. I would miss not being here, too. Born and raised in Oregon, I have traveled very little except in imagination, but the poetic journeys have blessed me, perhaps more than the real travel.  |
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Klassy Lassy Member Elite
since 2005-06-28
Posts 2187Oregon |
JL...  Poetry is nothing unless if it is not shared, and your kind words along with the others, let me know I am not writing in a vacuum.  The feedback is a gift. Thank you! |
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Klassy Lassy Member Elite
since 2005-06-28
Posts 2187Oregon |
Sunshine, Really?.... I'm not much of a musician, so I didn't consider putting this to music, but I have enjoyed some Celtic singers and have some Celtic lineage. So that's an intriguing thought, to say nothing of my surprise! You made my day!  What/who did you have in mind? |
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