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Five Haiku Poem: Sharp Petals

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I grow sharp petals –

keeping them honed to prevent

love from burgeoning.

 

Give me lust lilies

and wanton, lecherous buds.

They’re non-invasive.

 

Like a weed, love creeps –

pervading thoughts and blinding

those who fall down hard.

 

I stand on my feet –

yanking love vines by their roots

until my yard gleams.

 

My pristine garden,

like my heart, is clutter-free.

Only gloom blooms here.

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    • I actually got the lust lilies from a grower in South America who specializes in rare blossoms. The thing about these lilies is that they weep this sticky nectar that sticks to everything but your heart. Now, this is something you may not like, BunK — it sticks like the dickens to your funny bone 😀

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  7. Sometimes I sit here and read some of the poetry and other works written and posted on WordPress and think to myself, damn there is an immense amount of talent out there.

    This is one of those poems. I am at a loss for words, it just speaks to me. Excellent work!

    Cheers! ^_^

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  17. The buds of love have airs that draw and deceive
    They promise big with their color but only stay a week
    Afterwards they are gone
    And you wanting more
    But death to a vase
    As she walks rite passed without a goodbye

    For you this morning because you visited me at Tonys and Tati
    Thank you Rose<(')~

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  21. Have you written this style of poetry before? I never heard of it. Oh! I’ll send you the Mime Frog poem soon.

    Your poetic expression portrays the absolute vulnerabilities we feel inside ourselves.

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    • I wrote a 3 haiku poem about poison not that long ago, but I’d never attempted five before. I look forward to the mime frog poem, but no rush as it is in November when it’s needed. Thank you! With love, it’s not a matter of whether one will experience a broken heart but more of when it’s going to happen.

      Have you ever heard the song that goes like this? “When the moon hits your eye, like a big pizza pie, that’s amore!’ 🌜👁🍕💔

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  22. I want to grow lust lilies and wanton, lecherous buds! Where can I purchase them, and what do they cost? My first-born son…my soul? 😀
    Love the poem, Rose, your words are rich and beautiful. And the accompanying photo is gorgeous.

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  24. Reblogged this on ART So Provident and commented:
    Reblogging this wonderful 5 Haiku poem that Rose Perez has penned. I have been following her Poet Rummager blog for some time now. She is a creatively random writer who shares unexpected creative posts along with photos by Fly Trap Man. Often dark and humorous, sometimes just blunt or real. Rose Perez sells collectibles and art online and has written a few books too. The muses of Rose Perez are the things ghosts leave behind.

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