"Gather ye rose-buds while ye may." Robert Herrick

"Gather ye rose-buds while ye may." Robert Herrick

Hello Friends!

Friends, Romans, countrymen...y'all. Foodies, gardeners, artists and collectors - let's gather together to share and possibly learn a thing or two in the mix.

Donna Baker

Friday, June 18, 2010

In the moment of roses...

White roses, tiny and old, hover
among thorns by the barn door.
For a hundred years under the
June elm, under the gaze of
seven generations, they floated
briefly like this, in the moment
of roses.

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Psst ~ I really don't think I have a romantic bone left...so this is for you.

3 comments:

A Brit in Tennessee said...

I just love old fashioned wild roses, so impromptu yet stunningly beautiful.
Love your poem...just the fact that you have posted it, shows you 'do' have a romantic bone ;)

Terri said...

Loved the roses! Computer crazy! Mercury must be retrograde! If u have time, do u mind to try and leave comment? Think I finally have this fixed!
Maggie is recovering from surgery and am busy w follow up care w her. Had to postpone Eureka Springs trip due to her illness.
hope to hear from u soon!!

mrsnesbitt said...

I love the roses - I have a very special one in my garden in memory of my Dad! Beautiful poem too.