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7 Deadly Pink Roses

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We had this priest come and talk to us on the feast day of St. Joseph and so strangely he mentioned a girl would know the right guy because he'd be willing to sacrifice his dreams for hers and for God's. Not only am I not a god, requiring sacrifice, but my dreams so often don't follow the path I imagine God would dream of. I suppose, at one point, it's Him or me.


Seven deadly pink roses waiting on my windowsill;
terrorized in their muted fuchsia,
fiery spirit festering and still
creeping slow
on towards
searing,
greedy,

hot red.
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Lorena Walker 14 April 2009

You write so beautifully! I agree, the imagery is beautiful! Thanks for your comment in which you left a LONG time ago, lol.

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Alice Miller 01 August 2008

I agree with the comments on God/Goddess' and the imagery is beautiful. Wonderful

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Prasanna Kumari 31 May 2008

a whisper of light searching for cosmic love....i found it very interesting..

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Adam Holmes 20 May 2008

this is really good, i adore your style

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