young and tender
green and slender
a slip of life
in december
how atypical
how anomalous
'dree your own weird'
it is your fate
it is your destiny
live it well
© Rose
why do you
turn the page
before the
story is told
do you
hide the truths
or bury the lies
is there a
bitter-sweet
taste
or a sour twist
to your
tears
as they
roll down
your face
to touch
your lips
tell me
or
is the end
just
too hard
to take
© Rose
apparitions float
upon a furrowed ocean
galleons in the mist
© Rose