we are like roses
in winter—we should not be
blooming but we are
*
when I don’t need the
storm, I fold it up and put
it in my pocket
January 10, 2012 by Rosemerry
we are like roses
in winter—we should not be
blooming but we are
*
when I don’t need the
storm, I fold it up and put
it in my pocket
Posted in Uncategorized | Tagged adios drama, blossoming, growth, haiku, poem, reality | 5 Comments
Tried twice to get my comment on “eight” to show up, but it refuses to do so. Did you know eight divided by two is four? The last three sequences? Ah, the numerology is revealing itself. I like your control of the weather here. Could you make it warmer in the morning at my house?
Tried twice to get my comment on “eight” to show up, but it refuses to do so. This is my second try on two. Did you know eight divided by two is four? The last three sequences? Ah, the numerology is revealing itself. I like your control of the weather here. Could you make it warmer in the morning at my house?
Interesting and beautiful poems.
thank you Ellen, I had fun looking at your site … really lovely poems there, too.
Don’t know why, can’t get this comment on. Says I’ve already said it but it doesn’t show up on your site. Which I why I am adding this preface: Tried twice to get my comment on “eight” to show up, but it refuses to do so. Did you know eight divided by two is four? The last three sequences? Ah, the numerology is revealing itself. I like your control of the weather here. Could you make it warmer in the morning at my house?