I imagined a scenario here. This narrator's partner/loved one has missed her birthday yet again. The sterile appearance of these roses that have been cultivated especially for sale in a supermarket or garage makes them seem like an afterthought. I sense the narrator would have preferred a timely rose plucked from the garden with all its imperfections.
May 3rd, 2017 at 10:14 am
__ Ah, that cycle of time; a flower garden. _m
time's circle
as its words meet
the lilac
May 3rd, 2017 at 10:25 am
today's rain
each drop falls
sincere
May 3rd, 2017 at 10:54 am
Yes, yes, YES! Perfection!
May 3rd, 2017 at 1:38 pm
the rose garden
one begins to remember
faded promses
May 3rd, 2017 at 1:46 pm
such articulation of promises promises. No covering up the beauty of this poem.
May 4th, 2017 at 12:09 am
What went away from mind,
trying to recall the same,
since being late
As of now everything seems to be the same.
May 8th, 2017 at 3:15 am
I imagined a scenario here. This narrator's partner/loved one has missed her birthday yet again. The sterile appearance of these roses that have been cultivated especially for sale in a supermarket or garage makes them seem like an afterthought. I sense the narrator would have preferred a timely rose plucked from the garden with all its imperfections.
marion