roses (number 3)
I had hoped for something less temporal
more substantial
I suppose the word is permanent
the color is not quite yellow
not peach and not orange but something in the family
glamorous and not simple
it reminds me of a ball gown
a fancy dress worn by a girl with golden hair
what though, lasts forever
certainly not a rose
the petals wilt and fade away
the reminder of summer ahead
and summers left behind
sunlight and the glow which follows rain
deep, deep color even though it’s pastel
purity in expression
lasting, I argue with myself
if only in my thoughts
real, alive, even if compressed to a season
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I love the idea of a pastel color being deep. Thanks for sharing this poem!
This is gorgeous. I can recall you telling me of your writing on roses <3 Makes it all the more impactful
xo