Lance Carthen

Rookie (4-10-81 / Mineral Wells, TX)

Bed Of Roses - Poem by Lance Carthen

In a beautiful meadow of roses,
she lays silent and still.
Skin has turned white.
Hazel eyes to clear.
Crimson lips faded from
bright red to blue.
Seeking the answer to love's question.
She found the truth.
Birds sing their sweet song above her.
Flying along in their ways.
The sky falls to night from a beautiful
bright day.
Insects shall arrive eating her flesh in the dark.
Snakes will slither over her as they embark.
Rain shall fall, skin tone drains away.
One day a skeleton will be where she now lays.
Her love led her to the beautiful meadow.
Love changed faces detroying her soul.
Following her heart, all it imposes.
She lays now silent in a bed of roses.

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, October 19, 2006

Poem Edited: Wednesday, October 20, 2010


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