A photo and poetry blog - simply images and words
Such pain as this is so hard to bear. I really feel for you :(
So very sad!
Ygraine,Don't worry too much it's nothing personal:)
Rachel,Some people do die with their secrets and I find that to be so sad.
I like the strainings of "suffers her thorns but weeps at dawn".The pic cast in a cold gray adds to the piece.:)
Tug,Thank you - the image was specifically altered to have that effect - thank you for noticing :)
sad and beautiful ... you always do an excellent justice to both forms of art, dear lady.
oh, poor baby luv. secrets canbe so heavy. written with truth,this poem of yours.
Beautifully put. So succinct and so compelling.
Celest,Thank you dear lady.Shauna,Well the rat was so mean he probably chewed himself out by now :) Dave King,thank you kindly.
Confess that secretTo another roseAnd you will feel your heartGrowing lighterAs the rose bears that painWith you...Cheers,Arnab Majumdar on SribbleFest.com
AM,Some secrets should not see the light of day,for secrets and a rose do not blossomin the same way :)Thank you for reading.
If only we could weep at dawn and clear our hearts in the sun, like the rose.
Indeed Daniel, indeed :)
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