Lisa Marie Mottert

Dressed In Roses - Poem by Lisa Marie Mottert

Carefree, flourished with love
Spritzed with gold from God above
All different colors to choose
A bouquet refreshed and renewed
Oh, how much fun it would be-
To wear roses in everlasting glee
Plucked is the thorny black rose
Thrown to the vacant unknown
Whisked away in pastel pink
White purifies the mind to think
Red dramatically takes a bow
Yellow becomes a friend somehow-
Spiral of beauty takes domain
Coloring a tapestry, safe and sane.

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Reflections on how one feels, when dressed (metaphor) in positive attire.

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  • Rookie - 471 Points Niamat Ali Murtazai (1/13/2014 11:33:00 AM)

    A nice composition of cherished desire. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, January 13, 2014

Poem Edited: Tuesday, January 14, 2014

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