Stoned Cold Laurels

Stoned Cold Laurels

A Poem by Fran Marie


powdered~ puff dragon
his laurel leaf crown slipped
magic~
over eyes that have wept
and whose mind has slept...kept
          from truth..  grieved.
in his naive youth  deceived
            by one sweet rose..
green laurel leaves withered
            and can weep no more

© 2022 Fran Marie


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Romeo, Romeo, wherefore art thou, Romeo? Deny thy father and refuse thy name...what's in a name? A rose by any other name would smell just as sweet...
wept, slept kept from the truth.
Our young generation may just wake up one day to see the world around them is in permanent sleep...
and they will wonder what happened.
damn, this is such a significant write...I feel it is one of my favorites from you Fran.
If I rated I would give this 110!

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1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

  Fran Marie

1 Week Ago

thanks Jacob for your in-depth and insightful review ..i wouldn't want to
be a youth in today.. read more



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Romeo, Romeo, wherefore art thou, Romeo? Deny thy father and refuse thy name...what's in a name? A rose by any other name would smell just as sweet...
wept, slept kept from the truth.
Our young generation may just wake up one day to see the world around them is in permanent sleep...
and they will wonder what happened.
damn, this is such a significant write...I feel it is one of my favorites from you Fran.
If I rated I would give this 110!

Posted 1 Week Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

  Fran Marie

1 Week Ago

thanks Jacob for your in-depth and insightful review ..i wouldn't want to
be a youth in today.. read more

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Fran Marie

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