secrets between her and rose

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Open Poetry #46

secrets between her and rose

Tomer
Senior Member

since 2002-06-28

Posts 1168
Michigan

0 posted 2010-12-27 05:06 PM

The neighborhood smelled like roses
From the garden she use to push
Flowers through with the palms of her hand,
The dirt in line with each fingernail
Shadowing her red nail polish.

She was once a small girl,
With her mother by her side
Taking her brown, almond hair
Tying it in a bow,
So the dirt would stay on the ground instead of her forehead.

Her love for the garden,
Secrets between her and the world
The soil at her palms, the sky at her feet
Chasing farther into the dirt
For one last memory of her eyes and the roses
Her cheeks and the trees leaves
The dirt between her fingers and the roses stem
Rows and rows of red, the roses of her childhood
Early Sunday, another rose for her hands to touch, one more time.

JerryPat
Senior Member

since 2010-10-30

Posts 1991
Louisiana/America

1 posted 2010-12-27 06:42 PM

Whatever turns you own I always say. Thought I would say hello since everyone has abandoned this site.

To mimic is a form of praise unless
you have no thoughts of your own

BluesSerenade
Member Patricius

since 2001-10-23

Posts 10549
By the Seaside

2 posted 2010-12-27 08:28 PM

I like this, the roses that line the childhood years.

Very pretty~

Tomer
Senior Member

since 2002-06-28

Posts 1168
Michigan

3 posted 2010-12-28 05:03 PM

Thanks, Jerry. The poets are still around, simply lurking

Cheers

Tomer
Senior Member

since 2002-06-28

Posts 1168
Michigan

4 posted 2010-12-28 05:03 PM

Thanks, Blues...appreciate the kind thought

Cheers

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