A rose though beautiful
cannot stop an iron heel
Though the woods are fairer
Well after they have flowered
I asked the rose to forgive me
if I had stepped upon it.
Then came to me the reply:
The thorns will teach you not to do it twice.
How can I feel the thorns
if I wear these iron boots?
But the boots protect my feet
and keep them free of stones.
Listen to the flower–
it shall teach you how to walk:
both with your feet unshod
and your blood near the top
This white rose may run red
flowing with my blood-
But at the end of it all
I may learn to watch my step.
{Christian Kane}
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your blog is cute,
keep up the excellence on poetry.
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Excellent. Lessons from nature and circumstance. And don’t let’s put up barriers. Nice job.
Thank you… I enjoy this kind of tension, so I end up writing about it a lot.
I would love to have you in poets rally week 33.
let me know by leaving a link under my post.
Thanks a ton.
You are quite productive.
beautiful poem!