A Red Desert Rose

I picked a red rose
in the desert night,
its velvet petal
life in a dry void.

I knew not how
it came to blossom
in a place of death,
the sun too hot,
the moon too cold.

But as I held it
in my hand
I believed it
to be a sign
my fractured heart
would be whole again.


©Susie Clevenger 2011
Imaginary Garden With Real Toads

Comments

Abin Chakraborty said…
amen.reminds of me Sting.
here's to a year of wholesome hearts.
December 26, 2011 at 4:14 AM
Fireblossom said…
Oh...let it be true. I like this a lot, and the picture you put with it is ideal.
December 26, 2011 at 8:34 AM
Mary Ann Potter said…
Beautifully written and presented! (Love the photo, too!) Yes, fractured hearts do mend as long as we leave little bits and pieces out of the cracks that prevent it from healing. You write so evocatively!
December 26, 2011 at 12:05 PM
Scarlet said…
I am an optimist so I hope it is true... Nice to read you at OLN ~
December 26, 2011 at 12:19 PM
Kay L. Davies said…
Beautiful — hope is a red rose in a desert.
December 26, 2011 at 1:47 PM
Ostensible Truth said…
so many great descriptions in this piece! lyrical in nature - great seeing this up at Real Toads!
December 26, 2011 at 6:10 PM
Susie Clevenger said…
Thank you Abin...I am looking forward to a year without heartbreak
December 26, 2011 at 10:54 PM
Susie Clevenger said…
Thank you Fireblossom...
December 26, 2011 at 11:03 PM
Susie Clevenger said…
Thank you so much Mary Ann
December 26, 2011 at 11:10 PM
Susie Clevenger said…
@Kay Thank you so much @thank you Ostensible
December 26, 2011 at 11:16 PM
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