Written for:  Carpe Diem #1165 roses  (from a poem by Rumi)


along the road
thrown away roses
a lost treasure

© Chèvrefeuille (our host)

Here is my attempt:

bruised and torn
tossed out for imperfections
a lonely red rose



About purplepeninportland

I am a freelance poet, born and bred in Brooklyn, New York. I live with my husband, John, and two charming rescue dogs–Marion Miller and Murphy. We spent eight lovely years in Portland, OR, but are now back in New York. My goal is to create and share poetry with others who write, or simply enjoy reading poetry. I hope to touch a nerve in you, and feel your sparks as well.
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  1. That lonely rose can be proud …

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