For Sunday Muse BlogSpot #71.
The Rose
“How much has to be explored and discarded before reaching the naked flesh of feeling.” Claude Debussy
She flies through the air like a rose
flung to a conquering hero or
into a bullfighting ring
or into the garbage bin at the curb
when the love has gone sour.
Off to the landfill or maybe,
plucked from the top by
someone with an eye for discarded beauty.
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Sep 01, 2019 @ 15:44:28
Oh i love every line of this Toni! The bittersweet glory of a rose or a flaming beauty unafraid of taking risks! It is gorgeous!
Sep 01, 2019 @ 22:48:35
Thank you Carrie!
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Sep 01, 2019 @ 20:43:42
“an eye for discarded beauty” – Love that!
Sep 01, 2019 @ 23:31:47
Raw image… a discarded beauty on top of a garbage heap. The price I suppose of risk taking.To risk or not to risk…another one of those questions.
Sep 02, 2019 @ 14:49:38
or to be bought or not…
Sep 02, 2019 @ 10:28:19
What a fantastic image… the rose flung to a hero. As if throwing herself into the ring.
Sep 02, 2019 @ 14:49:01
Thank you
Sep 02, 2019 @ 12:46:54
We both had a rose in mine with a much different outcome. You never know where a rose will land.
Sep 02, 2019 @ 14:48:10
Nope! You never do.
Sep 02, 2019 @ 15:41:40
Oh, Toni! those closing lines are so wonderful. Indeed, no life is too terrible, if one has the hope for something better.