Fruit of rose



People want to make love.
Then some stop.
Others say don't stop.
Roses bloom from their genitals.
Some eyes are closed. Some eyes are opened.
People make love as if to roses as if they are roses themselves. Their eyes bloom, their hair like fresh stems, their mouths bud and bloom with the sun.
All the roses share blessings to each other around the world, some are housebound.
But where is the fruit after all this love...
It is the rose itself that is the fruit.
So light and delicate you hardly realise its a fruit at all, the most heart quenching fruit on the planet, maybe even beyond.
Some fruit does not taste for you but other fruits are as if you are the very same fruit as gorgeous as the fruit of rose kissed by God himself.
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Written on June 27, 2022

Submitted by HeatherLydiaThornhill on June 27, 2022

Modified by HeatherLydiaThornhill on June 27, 2022

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Closest metre Iambic octameter
Characters 737
Words 149
Stanzas 1
Stanza Lengths 11

Heather Lydia Thornhill

Moods and mindsets poetry. Published. Book in progress: Don't talk rot. more…

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  • dougb.21370
    Woe to pretension

    And self-pleasing plans.

    Woe to the quick fix

    Rude laying on hand

    Woe to the cheap shot

    And humour that maims.

    Woe to the lewd thought

    And flesh without reins.

    Woe to the rushed hour

    No time to bring care.

    Woe to those hobbies

    That rob all Faith’s Air.

    Woe to the self-love.

    No Christ showing there. (Title. The Seven Woes)
     
    LikeReply1 year ago
  • dougb.21370
    This one is saved to my collection, Heather. Right up there with Wordsworth on the Bridge at early morning.
    LikeReply1 year ago

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