Long
bereft
of the sweet
fragrance of love,
petals wilt and fall,
yesterday’s beauty shed.
The rose may appear forlorn
without its appealing flower,
but the stem stays strong and the thorns sharp.
Ten Days After Delivery
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Awakened Words 
You’ve made a real poem of that one word, stem. Lovely.
A nice reminder to be patient, and not lose your head. 🙂
Interesting. You say your mind isn’t poeming? Well, I have news for you. Not only do you have a form but the ending was enough of a surprise for me to exclaim. However, nip in and change it’s to its.
Arrgg, I hate when it does that. But thanks for pointing out and for the rest.
Beautiful. It just shows how beauty isn’t the most important thing, but its the core aka the stem that is the most important.
ha. yes, somethings live on…and while they may not but, can still prick….cool use of form…and def like that last bit mark
Very cool poem, Mark. Amazing, isn’t it, that the beautiful part dies first but the strongest parts continue on.
Love how the strength of the stem is what last. Great write.
I enjoy Rose poems so glad I came over to read.. even when the bloom wilts the stem remains..
I love the strong stem and sharp thorns, even when the bloom is gone…sort of like older people, come to think of it…….
My first time at your pages Mark and this one my favourite so far… Again strong clear writing on a theme that os one of my favourites too… I’ll be back to see where you go next… With Best Wishes again Scott http://www.scotthastie.com
Inside us all, is a sustaining core. Wonderful poem, Mark.