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The Sun Yellow Rose.

Updated on March 15, 2010

 

The Sun Yellow Rose.



I watched that
sun, .....that rose,
with all of its
beauty blooming
over vast splinters
of ice and snowfall,
as Winter's kiss
lay freshly planted
beneath its
peaches and saffrons.


 


The bird houses
sit frozen,
in tiny summer

cottages
vacated by
the flocks.

My rose bush
sleeps buried
under a

white shroud,
each flower's
heavy head
drooping over
icicle-like thorns.

The digit of
my index finger
captures the
prestidigitation,
of nature's magic
before me.

Then the minutes
melt away leaving
a blank, drab
canvas of white,
where that sun,

......that rose
granted me a
spectacular view.

 

 

©-MFB III

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      seasoning 7 years ago

      beautiful..... i loved that....

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      Micky Dee 7 years ago

      Nice view. Thanks again my friend!

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      ladyjane1 7 years ago from Texas

      I am partial to yellow roses being from Texas LOL. Thanks nice poem.

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