No Comparison #art #nature #poetry

I tried to draw a rose today

but noise and life got in the way

my pencil finally took control

what it drew I hardly know

“it’s good I guess” I tell the pad

 I sniff the scent of rubber band

I tried to draw a rose today

crumpled paper, thrown away

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rare beauty

inhale, no bottle can hold

rose succulence

Flowers can cheer a frown into a smile. Poets United knows this well and so the prompt this week is Flowers!!!

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The Rose and the Thorn #poetry

dew speckled rose

I am but a worm on this leaf

I look upon two sides of the world

she is a beauty

full of life, a treasure

fanning hope and peace

he is a devil

piercing the sky with pain

injustice and anger

are his middle name

I am but a worm on this leaf

“In matters of truth and justice, there is no difference between large and small problems, for issues concerning the treatment of people are all the same.”

Albert Einstein

“But I am a worm and not a man, scorned by everyone, despised by the people.”

Psalm 22:6

The prompt for Poets United Midweek Motif is Justice or Poetic Justice. I will take poetic license and give a voice to the worm.

Photograph: Rose called ‘Peace

Not to Scale #photography #poetry

 

 

whether viewing football

through a glass

winter scene

rear view passed

what rose is sweeter

than its name

endless scales

perception changed

 

Ok so the poem is silly. The first photograph is an 80″ view of the Superbowl through an 8 oz glass. These all being offered for the WordPress Photochallenge  prompt- SCALE

 

Roses’ Secret #poetry #photography #undyinglove

Blushing rose

(he whispers) 13 rose fragrant riddles

a tease of love’s first senses

 (she) reclines upon fresh petals

(they) wrapped in moonlight embraces

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beauty mingles with each day

sun reaches to taste her dew

in the garden they will play until the last ray is through

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standing elegantly now

confident above the rest

she will stately take her bow wrinkles fade into the past

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 she lays on the grave

 fingers hold her fast

smiles of memory’s day a love that would  eternal last

cemetery rose

 

Today’s prompt for Poet’s United Mid Week Motif is 13 (using 13 lines) . So often we think of this number as bad luck.

 

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Something Old, New, Borrowed, PINK #poetry #photography

Hint of pink

What am I to wear

season passed beneath the snow

ugly bulky winter fare

I will sing a lovely tune

to bring a smile to his face

not noisy as the summer festoon

none other than fragrance of spring

a dash of a tango

might I borrow fairy wing?

midnight  song will I falsetto sing

fresh light notes

nature’s simple offering

ivory with a hint of pink

dance I’ll share with the stars

 jealous be the moon I think

Today is Palm Sunday a day of newness and celebration. I wave my palm branch for the King knowing of the darkness to come.

This poem is from an old archived piece of prose, the poem is new, the photo was borrowed from my photography folder, the rose is a hint of Pink. This my offering for the wonderful, weekly, poetry pantry hosted by Mary at Poet’s United.

Bleeding heart #poetry #photography #valentine

broken rose

I took a pose

and beautifully fell

caught by stiff icy arms

elegant red rose

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I tried to arise

from  white blanket cold

no hot house warmth

flower, snow and stone

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lift me as I groan

nothing can I feel

what once ran free

a bleeding heart alone

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no tears remain for me

shriveled up and dead

wind blows away at will

valentine’s face this  dread