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November Rose
November rose, with papered skirt drying in the cold, holding on to all she was, a beauty just her own. Simple sweet a thought observed. Alone she held on tight. With elegance and winsome grace Her season bids good night. SadieLu 11/2011 |
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now, that seems so sad...
(if I read it right) |
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Thank you guys...it was thoughts from a photograph titled "November Rose".
A season ending is always a little bittersweet, don't you think? |
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Edited by
Teditis
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Mon 11/28/11 05:21 PM
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Can you post the image?
(...and yes, bittersweet, works) |
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Can you post the image? (...and yes, bittersweet, works) Sadly not at this time. I feel it would make a beautiful card, though. |
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'k...
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Thank you guys...it was thoughts from a photograph titled "November Rose". A season ending is always a little bittersweet, don't you think? at the very least... |
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Hey. Nice poem. Thanks for sharing.
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S.....the first line..papered skirt...great visual for me...teasingbrunette
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Like so many of your writings Sadie,,
Your Vail of definitions between worlds of phrase and those of heart mix to produce us an image of material facts to review within.. Beautiful in their texture, scented with bitter sweet emotion. Combined to ignite our passions of truth as we feel each piece of statement, every small tattered bit,,we read,,and ENJOY!! |
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Like so many of your writings Sadie,, Your Vail of definitions between worlds of phrase and those of heart mix to produce us an image of material facts to review within.. Beautiful in their texture, scented with bitter sweet emotion. Combined to ignite our passions of truth as we feel each piece of statement, every small tattered bit,,we read,,and ENJOY!! No one has ever said that of me. Thank you, Terry. I am taken a back. Sharing this, is poetry within itself. |
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