Senryu Paper Roses Poem by Heather Burns
Senryu Paper Roses
All those paper roses
a parody of the mind
an imitation.
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A short sweet poem, miming people and poetry is possible..... good imagery.... I like it.
Beautiful poem Heather. Very true said, imitation exists.Short and sweet.
Art of imitation humane thank you Heather loved reading your wisdom burst the Senryu
what in heart came to mind came to sight in dream of awake every thing became you
Paper roses are imitations. Yet they do not fade. Beautiful poem.
Hello Heather as always your poem is beautiful i still have not mastered the art of senryu So my admiration knows no bounds
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I would like to translate this poem
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A great little poem, there is a lot of imitations in life we have to watch out for.