The Girl Who Came Undone With Roses kiss

Written 5-25-08

Roses thorns scrape her bones, for they’ve dug so deep in her flesh
Severing the veins, leaving her body dead
Fingers toes and limbs go first
She hides her face, for the frightened look may make us leave
and waits for it to die as well
She feels the death as it spreads, with the draining of her blood
Soon to her cold heart it seeps;
Broken hearts don’t hurt so much, when they no longer beat
Still she envies us, the ones with color in our flesh and blood in our veins

Rose petals black, fall over her face
as she lies in the ground, skin cold as winters kiss
Still her soul cries out for the sunshine it may never again see
She sings for us to remember her
How wicked her song, her legacy
She sings it aloud, in her last wish for warm embrace

By morning we will all have forgotten her
And only as the dawns breeze blows the roses petals from her face
and the first light illuminates her pale skin, may anyone realize;
She was everyone one of us, in our worst fears, crying for help
and we simply laughed at her

Oh the dread
Not a one was there to see mornings dew on her lips
eyes still wide with horror, and know she was us

Reviews

[Cheryl J. Turner]

I love this piece and I especially love the title!

[LacyBug]

Wow! A very wonderful piece! Your imagery is very concrete! Very beautiful! Thank you 4 sharing this! Cant wait to see what you bring forth next!

Lacy

[Delilah Dunn]

Very powerful piece. Your imagery is concrete and evocative. The emotion of the poem is raw and honest. I love the way the poem moves us along as "death" moves along the subject. Eerie and hauntingly beautiful. Thank you for sharing this wonderful piece.