Treasure Island

Gloria Seseng

(1977 November 18 / NW South Africa)

A little red rose state


It is that time of the year
Cold! Cold! Red winter roses
Positioned over the entire countryside
The snow glints on the leave!
A rose shivering to death!

So much the think! Known to think!
Little tiny boxes of understanding!
A fairy from the hoot!
Weird smack on the heart belly!
A rose rouse in depression!

It’s sad to see a little rose,
to each door step ‘trick or treat’
Parents pin their ears back!
No opening! No sound! But sound of own self
Nourish the child less the dreams!

So much the think! Known to think!
Little tiny boxes of understanding!
A fairy from the hoot!
Weird smack on the heart belly!
The rose looked at its immortal state, right there!

Submitted: Wednesday, May 19, 2010

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