Rose

I used to be a good child
When I said grace Father smiled
I refused Satan’s temptation...

I've known so little concerning the thorn
But think the thorn a chrysalis
Serene, feral,...

ROSES ARE RED
VIOLETS ARE BLUE
EVERY DAY THE
SUNRISE OVER
THEM, EVERY DAY...

BY BUBBA FRENCH

Into the flower the color unfolds
Revealing the deepest pink hue
The left over rain drop...

Oh how I adore the scent from a red rose, as the sweet smell wafts from the breeze that blows..stimulating...

O' florid Posy most verbose
Comely wild blush arose
Thorns cast mar on skin
Fragrant...

Snow-kissed perfect petals of a ripe, red rose, amidst mid December’s cold chilly blows..as the poetess...

I sit here with my eyes closed
And the sun in my face among
The roses the birds are singing...

Blush soft upon petals
Amidst stinging nettles
Begrace bonny smile
Springtide rest...

She's pretty as a rose,

​​​​​​but sharp as a thorn.

She's cold as ice,
but hot as...

Downtrod tis angelic pose,
Kist by gild moon glows.
Rapturous face lifts to inhale,
...

Slowdown time skies on fire
Universal galactic conspire
Igneous phoenix compels earth
...

Gild soft upon petals
Amidst stinging nettles
Begrace beauteous smile
Springtide rest...

When the solitary beautiful blossom blooms
air is embraced with sweet perfumes
As red as a...

Lips as red as the petals,
Eyes green like the stem,
Face so pure and beautiful,
So...