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red rose full bled
“Do not watch the petals fall from the rose with sadness[;]
know that, like life, things sometimes must fade…
before they can bloom again.”―Anonymous
good grief!
that’s what the red rose said;
so brief,
and then shall i be dead.
this life
is but a fleeting breath:
a knife
may hasten yet my death.
kiss me,
and i shall bloom for you;
miss me:
shall i be sad or blue,
till i
have reached that ocean shore,
to fly
away for evermore?
a rose
blooms for the whims of man;
impose
on me while yet you can!
my head
trembles upon your breast,
full bled,
awaiting love’s inquest.
© Copyright 2023 September 12
by Clyve A. Bowen♫
know that, like life, things sometimes must fade…
before they can bloom again.”―Anonymous
good grief!
that’s what the red rose said;
so brief,
and then shall i be dead.
this life
is but a fleeting breath:
a knife
may hasten yet my death.
kiss me,
and i shall bloom for you;
miss me:
shall i be sad or blue,
till i
have reached that ocean shore,
to fly
away for evermore?
a rose
blooms for the whims of man;
impose
on me while yet you can!
my head
trembles upon your breast,
full bled,
awaiting love’s inquest.
© Copyright 2023 September 12
by Clyve A. Bowen♫
Published 13th Sep 2023
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13th Sep 2023 3:47am
15th Sep 2023 7:10am
Thank you, crimsin, for Unveiling such a truth as this. Rather than supposing that you are a late bloomer, I'd dare to say you are a perpetual flower that can choose to bloom any time you are ready.
I'm delighted to know you enjoyed this piece -- and enough to register your response.
Yours sincerely
cab
I'm delighted to know you enjoyed this piece -- and enough to register your response.
Yours sincerely
cab
13th Sep 2023 3:24pm
15th Sep 2023 7:16am
Whenever I see your observations, Ahavati, my first inclination is to say, "Whatever you say!" And that's because I value your opinion. Thanks for elevating this piece in its space by your endorsement. For some reason since childhood, the rose has continued to be my most poignant metaphor.
I treasure the R/L.
Yours sincerely
cab
I treasure the R/L.
Yours sincerely
cab
13th Sep 2023 4:09pm
There's bittersweet memories to be garnered on the highway of our life, to enjoy until we fall off the conveyor belt of life, Cabcool
15th Sep 2023 7:23am
Thank you for your succinct interpretation of this metaphor, Grace. Inasmuch as the life of a rose is bittersweet by its beauty and brevity, exposed to the random plucking of admiring suitors, so is the story of life and love, on the macrocosmic level. Your conveyor belt image is the perfect match for such sentiments.
Yours sincerely
cab
Yours sincerely
cab
