Roses And Nightshade: The Self-Made Widow Of A Self-Made Man

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Open Poetry #50

Roses And Nightshade: The Self-Made Widow Of A Self-Made Man

Bluesy Socrateaser
Member Elite

since 2002-11-07

Posts 2417
In The Mirror

0 posted 2017-11-20 12:26 PM

A field brimming with roses, tenderly blown on a soft breeze
" A rose for every heart " the widowed weeper whispered

Petals perturbed and blown long ago when she was shown such a heinous vision
Embedded in her eyelashes came a flickering pain ‘twas a death in vain, sharing her name

For years and years her house teemed with tears, many a day spent plucking, to no avail
Over-drunk with ale, candle wax was her holy grail...

...which she used to weep

...just bein' Bluesy

Lori Grosser Rhoden
Member Patricius

since 2009-10-10

Posts 10202
Fair to middlin' of nowhere

1 posted 2017-11-20 08:33 AM

I like this Bluesy,
It is sad and kinda twisted in a weird and wonderful way. I have a feeling I won't be thinking of rose petals in quite the same way again. ~L

Bluesy Socrateaser
Member Elite

since 2002-11-07

Posts 2417
In The Mirror

2 posted 2017-11-20 01:47 PM

I'm so pleased to know what you saw in this, Miss Lori.

You're very kind and much appreciated.

...just bein' Bluesy

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