The bright red rose
Bloomed and arose
Filled with a child’s innocence
At the very start of its florescence
A rarest of beauty
purest of an entity
waves in the twilight wind
Humming a melancholic sound
No not I, the red rose
Meh, Not even close
I bear it
Tear it
Draw blood
You will dread
I’m sorry, Too fast
…
I’ll start where I left last
Let me be clear
So you don’t come near
I’m the rough stem
Which holds the rose firm
I stand bearing the mighty thorns
Which are nothing short of the devil’s horns
I prick, poke, nick
Will suck the blood so quick
Once again
Bear
Tear
Blood
Dread
You get the idea!
Now do I get a hell yeah?
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One Great Fantasy 
A different vantage point from a rose ~ I like the attitude from the thorny stem ~
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Thank you!
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Oh I love this fresh perspective on a rose!
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Thank you! I’m glad you liked it.
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the thorny stem is much neglected, but essential
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Yes it’s chooses who are delicate enough to touch the rose!
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A new perspective on a rose, well presented!
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Thank you!
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This made me think of Milton’s Lucifer. The beautiful rose with the wicked thorns. A fallen angel, ravaged beauty and all that. It worked very well. I especially liked the image of waves in the twilit wind humming a melancholy sound.
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I’m glad it could do that to you, it was a success. Thank you so much! Your thought are much appreciated!
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My pleasure 🙂
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So sorry, unexpected visitors last night have made me rather late in responding to your piece. Love the playfulness in this – great job…
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No it’s absolutely alright. I’m glad you came to read, time doesn’t matter. I’m glad you liked it. Thank you so much!
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I like the change from the calm, peacefulness of the rose to the more prickly thorn. I agree, it does have a nice rhythm. Good write! Oh, and now I have the song “Every Rose Has Its Thorn” stuck in my head.
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Haha I’m sorry about that, but I’m glad you liked that. Thank you for taking the time to read and appreciate, it means much!
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No, no need to be sorry. 🙂 You’re welcome. I enjoy reading your words.
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Thank you so much! I’m glad you enjoy!
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ah yes, yes….this is good to read out loud..!
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I’m glad you liked it! Thank you!
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Hell Yeah!
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Thank you so much! 🙋
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I got the point of your thorny prose about the sharp end of the rose. …prick, poke, nick, suck the blood so quick… made me shiver most delish.
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Such a delightful comment! Your words are much appreciated. I am glad you liked it.
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Apart from giving voice to the stem and the thorns I really like the rhymes in this
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Thank you so much! I’m glad you liked it! 😁
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Yes, that thorny stem is a whole different entity…as you so pointedly showed us.
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Haha, I’m glad you liked it! Thank you for reading!
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I enjoyed the musical sound of “prick, poke, nick, suck the blood so quick” I could hear this being spoken aloud and I liked how the rhythm went from calm to urgent as the subject changed from the bloom to the thorns.
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Such a high praise! Thank you so much!! I am glad that you could hear it, I loved writing that line. Writing this poem reassured me why I write poem, because I enjoy it and I’m happy to be among those who appreciate it. Thank you again!
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