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Desire reaches out
plucks the rose that bears a thorn
blood specks white petals.
Will I take the rose
watch its fragile petals fall
the bee search in vain?
You with avid eyes
will you forgive the wounding
or will the thorn stay?
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I especially love the last one.
I couldn’t help but wonder if that thorn prick would rankle 🙂
I felt it was on the way to sparking an infection and then there would be trouble, which I was looking forward to. I do like drama, I guess…
I think you should write the next episode.
Hmm, I’ll give it a bit of thought!
OK, I took you up on this and I have some selections to send to you (they are based on kind of answering the last haiku). Can you tell me where to send them to you, I’d be happy to do it through email, if you want (I am claudiamcgillart@gmail.com) or whatever you like best, just tell me!
You know, it was a lot of fun. Thanks for the suggestion! And Happy Saturday from me.
Tell you what. I did intend to start doing author interviews and poetry showcasing, but there was no take up. I’d like to ‘do’ you, and since you have a new collection out, it seems like an opportune time. If you send me the poems plus the book links, a favourite piece from the new collection, and if you have a bio and some favourite bits of work, I’d be glad to cobble together a post. Just send everything you want to jane.dougherty@dbmail.com
Searching questions. Beautiful. I have these growing in my bottom garden. 😊
We have a rose that husband keeps wanting to pull out because it’s ‘reverted to root stock’ —root stock being dog rose. I prefer the dog rose to the cultivated one.
Cultivated ones are breathtakingly beautiful. In an artificial way. But the dog rose is lovely and wild and free!
Exactly 🙂
I love the last one as well. “Avid eyes,” the literal and figurative thorn.
Thank you. There’s often a payback expected with some gifts.