Buds  in bullet cases
Rat-a-tat summer showers
Fire powder pinks at impregnable bowers 

Immaculate roses white as spite
Prettiest of piercing thugs
Blush with glee in grasping hugs 

Petal perfect in their skin
Fleshing out the orange stain
Giddy gilt of cheap champagne 

A florist's roadside rosary
Wishes wired on yellowing stems
Infidelity's mayhem 

And me a closet romantic
Mementoes of some full-blown lover
Pressed within a bible cover

22 thoughts on “Rose parings”

1. Ah, the stories that can be told, pressed within the pages of a well-read book!

   1. Had been pressed between drafts for a while & given a refresh before summer’s end

2. There is a language of flowers… love your use of rhymes in this poem

   1. Thanks Björn – rhyme is not my usual language

3. I love your use of rhymes in this poem…the way you describe the roses as something more than just flowers – excellent….

   1. Ah you noticed the slippage into symbolism – thank you!

4. You certainly put some sunshine on those roses!

   1. It would have seemed out of place if left much longer 😉

5. Yup! I have a big rubber band keeping mine closed…

   1. Indeed?!

6. I am a rosy old romantic, too, kiddo. Love this beautiful poem.

   1. Overblown but still blooming eh? ❤

7. I so love roses, of course I also love this celebration of their beautiful diversity

   1. By any other name they could not be roses! 😉

8. “Buds in bullet cases / Rat-a-tat summer showers”…They do show up like this. Love the flower poem till its end when it’s a memory, “Pressed within a bible cover”…So beautifully penned Laura.

   1. thank you for your appreciation Sumana – bit of a straggly bouquet but summery enough.

9. Impregnable, Immaculate, and giddy … the romantic leanings of flowers! I too have a few, and occasionally renew! Beautiful.

   1. Love this comment Susan

10. Always love your descriptive lines and what one finds pressed between the pages of a book….was out of town on Sunday to help move my niece into University an hour from us so was not present for Poetry Pantry….but didn’t want to miss your poem when I saw it in my email.

    1. Deeds rather than words – a wise way to spend Sunday so thank you for reading between the pages here Donna

11. Wonderful work on rhyme here, Laura!❤️ Especially love; “Immaculate roses white as spite. Prettiest of piercing thugs. Blush with glee in grasping hugs.”❤️

    1. not so innocent despite their looks 🙂

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