Nero CaroZiv


Thorns And Petals - Poem by Nero CaroZiv

A green sepal that warps and holds the petal,
And those thorns that pricked my limbs
Upon a common summer's morn
As I walked to school on the hill

And cluster of dew and early morning buzz of a bee or two
A desert breeze caresses the face;
A caper of birds in the trees
All these scenes haunt and play witchcraft on me!

Topic(s) of this poem: childhood


Comments about Thorns And Petals by Nero CaroZiv

  • Kumarmani Mahakul (11/8/2015 5:00:00 PM)


    Very interesting poem on childhood memory with a green sepal that warps and holds the petal,
    And those thorns that pricked my limbs. Expressive entirely and nice sharing really.10
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  • Seema Jayaraman (11/8/2015 12:54:00 PM)


    Early morning buzz of a bee or two plays witchcraft..interesting musings..thanks for sharing (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, November 8, 2015

Poem Edited: Sunday, November 8, 2015


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