The Nature of a Rose

Renoir's painting of cabbage roses, Roses in a...

Renoir’s painting of cabbage roses, Roses in a vase (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

A Rose is

made of blooming



through the pollen


red-hued fullness


on the giving


gone caress

breaths chased

into dew

braving the thorns

other showers

left behind

to crave

to drink

to slip


into thoughts


in a blush.

(Friends! Countryfolk! Hear my plea–if you enjoy what you read on this blog, I implore you to help me cast off some of my poetry into the great starry beyond. While that may sound strange, I’m a participant in the “Going to Mars with Maven” contest, in which winning haikus may get the honor of spaceward journey headed for Mars…care to help a dream come true? Than vote here:

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10 thoughts on “The Nature of a Rose

  1. nice…best wishes on the contest for you chris…
    hows it going?

    i like how you deconstruct the flower up front and interesting progression outward from there…coming down to the blush…

    good to see you man.

    • Missed you, too, Gay. And everyone at dVerse. Life is a crazy thing…it just so often gets away from you. Thanks for stopping by and sharing your words again; glad you enjoyed the piece. You always had a way of seeing to the heart of what I was going for!

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