"I am hearing poetry when awake, dreaming poetry when asleep, breathing poetry with each breath, I am living in a poem."

Tuesday, March 30, 2010

A Rose Blooms In Silence

A rose blooms in silence
Into a world of plethoric noise
An enigma of velvet softness and thorn
Efflorescence seductress in petal and scent

With the flower’s blossoming earth takes a breath
Inhaling the perfumed communication that
Nature continues to send an emissary of beauty


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