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Yes, this is true of the Rose ~ I have the angel face in bloom right now, ahead of my yellow/peace Rose --- but most of the time, I let the blooms alone and just enjoy their beauty on the bush ('cause the thorn pricks hurt ) ~ I enjoyed this much ~ Always ---- Elyse

posted by elysianfields on July 24, 2008 at 8:47 PM | link to this | reply

Beautiful writing SF! Loved it! I will watch out for those thorny roses!

posted by Soul_Builder101 on July 23, 2008 at 2:57 PM | link to this | reply

Poignant! I have yellow roses in my garden! They get me good. Love the intonation in this poem!  sam

posted by sam444 on July 23, 2008 at 2:17 PM | link to this | reply

I've been scorned by a thorned rose a time or two.

posted by TAPS. on July 23, 2008 at 1:28 PM | link to this | reply

Wonderful truth, watch out for those thorns, they go DEEP Your poem speaks volumes.

posted by yellowrose55 on July 23, 2008 at 11:14 AM | link to this | reply

hehe so true

I agree completely.. my heart is almost constantly pierced.  Written so sweetly too - brilliant.

posted by lionreign on July 23, 2008 at 4:13 AM | link to this | reply

So true. Agree with the idea of the danger lying beneath beauth

posted by midget34 on July 23, 2008 at 12:39 AM | link to this | reply

Wonderfully, wonderfully written, Joe!  I'll be back for more... - Chris

posted by Marineair on July 23, 2008 at 12:36 AM | link to this | reply

I wonder does mom really have no thorns??? LOL..Awesome work Dad!

posted by Wigopa_ on July 22, 2008 at 11:56 PM | link to this | reply

Terrific analogy of a cold person. Very nice

posted by VictoriaP on July 22, 2008 at 11:13 PM | link to this | reply

Re: Sinome

Thank you so much for your kind and sensitive remarks.  Your comments have the beauty of a poem. Very well said. 

Joe

posted by SFJoseph on July 22, 2008 at 10:12 PM | link to this | reply

Beautiful poem Joseph, I do love roses, perhaps because of that tinge of danger that surrounds them. Everything worth having is worth fighting for...so no threat will  keep me away from  the fragrant beauty and the softness of a rose. Me and my trusty garden shears will take care of those mean thorns. Now if it were only so easy to take care of those "thorns" that sometimes keep us away from love.   

posted by Sinome on July 22, 2008 at 9:30 PM | link to this | reply

Nicely done

posted by skye08 on July 22, 2008 at 9:25 PM | link to this | reply

i agree with NiteTide. Your poems sound classic.

posted by Luz_Briar on July 22, 2008 at 8:33 PM | link to this | reply

 

You touch the thorns when the scent seduces you. Take care, However nobody calls me yellow, call me BCA, Hee hee! “Top of the Stairs”

posted by BC-A on July 22, 2008 at 8:24 PM | link to this | reply

Re: NiteTide

Hi Mindy.  Glad you liked the verse.  The yellow rose in this poem was particularly thorny. Luckily I have found a rose that was naturally thornless. (Marion's mother)  Roses can be difficult, you just have to find the right rose. 

Joe

posted by SFJoseph on July 22, 2008 at 8:14 PM | link to this | reply

LOL, which is PRECISELY why I am not a fan of roses.    This was a beautifully made poem (as always!!!) -- You sure do know how to write verses that swim in my head.....

posted by NiteTide on July 22, 2008 at 7:54 PM | link to this | reply