when roses were too much

arqios

 

There you are,

trading small graces;

cups & saucers

like treaties of peace.

 

I sit back,

halfโ€‘skeptic, halfโ€‘believer,

watching this fragile pact

hold for a moment—

 

an apparition

of simple bliss.

 

Strange, how it failed

when roses bloomed

too brightly in the garden.

 
 
 
 
 
 
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  • sorenbarrett

    Another beautiful poem and I may be reading too deep again my friend but aware that the rose is the national symbol for several countries (England, U.S. and the socialist movement in Spain as well as several others) it has been historically associated with wars (war of the roses in England) jailing of socialists that wore the red rose in Spain. A flower of love seen in contention. Where beauty becomes lust and strife disrupting the gentle tea and superficial niceties. China (a homonym) and metaphor for social communication on a formal and civilized format does not last long when the flowers in the garden bloom too brightly. How is that for a cornball interpretation?

    • arqios

      Oh wow! That is quite interesting to think about and a valid projection, my friend. This is a reworking of an old poem written before I turned 13 about the dissolution of my parentsโ€™ marriage, along with others from friends and classmates families.

      • sorenbarrett

        The wow is mine hearing that this was written by a 13 year old. I guess the poet had started to bloom early. Well as per usual the raging horses of my imagination took off before the gun and ran the wrong direction.

        • arqios

          Not too wrong, I shouldnโ€™t think so. The poem does lend itself to other readings. ๐Ÿ•Š๏ธ๐Ÿ™๐Ÿป

        • orchidee

          Good write A.

          • arqios

            Thanks O, nothing really cryptic in this write ๐Ÿ™‚๐Ÿ•Š๏ธ๐Ÿ™๐Ÿป

          • Tristan Robert Lange

            Arqios, this is a beautiful piece. The fragile peace, the apparition of bliss, and the roses blooming too bright...it all lingers. Powerful and poignant, my dear friend. ๐ŸŒน๐Ÿ–ค๐Ÿ™๐Ÿ•ฏ๏ธ๐Ÿฆโ€โฌ›

            • arqios

              ...and poignant lingers a bit these days ๐Ÿ•Š๏ธ๐Ÿ™

              • Tristan Robert Lange

                It does indeed!

              • Goldfinch60

                Sometimes the goodness in life can be downtrodden by the people not caring Rik.

                Andy

                • arqios

                  Indeed, thanks Andy ๐Ÿ•Š๏ธ๐Ÿ™๐Ÿป

                • RSM0812

                  This poem reminds me of false hope. Kinda like a casino sometimes. Its fragrance was written with beauty and proffessionalism.

                  • arqios

                    Ah yes, the allure and the aggrandisement! ๐Ÿ•Š๏ธ๐Ÿ™



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