We cut roses

sorenbarrett

We cut roses

Beauty must die

As petals dry

in a glass grave she reposes

 

Once living, man made

Gloves its leather

hat with its feather

bleached by time they fade

 

Only useful without breath

notes of teeth

ivory wreath

more beautiful in life or death?

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  • Teddy.15

    Absolutely beautiful personally roses dead or dried I do love. Your metaphor is fabulous and brings death it's splendour. 🌹

    • sorenbarrett

      Thank you Teddy we love to remember what was so taxidermy was born. But there is nothing like the beauty of the living. I appreciate your kind words friend.

    • Cassie58

      So beautiful. Cut fresh or even in decay there is beauty. This poem sent me traveling to times in the past and people long gone. Such lovely memories you gave me with a vase of roses. No thorns at all.

      • sorenbarrett

        Thank you so much Cassie your words are deeply appreciated and valued. So glad that you found memories here.

      • orchidee

        Good write SB.
        You know KP well - last verse, first line! lol.
        She says I'm the thorn between two roses - to change the picture round!

        • sorenbarrett

          Thanks Orchi I can guess which option you chose. Appreciate the review

        • orchidee

          Tricky to tell if she's stuffed or not these days (taxidermy). She won't need that though, being full of botox. lol.

        • Bella Shepard

          Remnants of a past, that when new and fresh delighted us, and is now a memory of what was. You turn the pages of a diary and find a pressed rose, which speaks of a yesterday oh so dear, and its faint scent is there, if only in your mind. You bring it all together beautifully in poem, soft and gentle.

          • sorenbarrett

            Thank you Bella a great take on this and most appreciated.

          • Goldfinch60

            Roses both alive and dead are so beautiful. I have a rose behind my wife's urn of ashes that I took to her funeral over four years ago.

            Andy

            • sorenbarrett

              Thanks Andy for the read and the comment. Yes many do try to hold on to beauty even after death and in our minds it sometimes even grows.



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