THE GREEN STEM

the life of a rose

I am a green stem

my head is an orange rose

all of us in this garden are my sisters

sun shrouds us

rain nourishes us

lifespan re-produces

in our nest beneath the earth

protects us in the frigid of winter

when we huddle to warm our denuded  heads

our hot breaths envelop

and we ready ourselves to sprout when the snow melts

life is glorious as we nestle

our love sustains us

Reviews

[Arundass TP]

Peak of imaginative creativity. Lots of meditation needed to write such a poetry like this. Inspiring my creativity. Thank you for sharing this poem.

[Betty Hermelee]

thank you so much TP , appreciated your review
Warmly, B🌷

[Betty Hermelee]

thank you TP for a fine review
Warmly, B🌷

[Neville]

Superbly summed up in my humble opinion .. I first read these words not long after they were first posted and now, I can't get the image out of my head .. that's not a complaint by the way, I guess it say's something about the power of words and of course in this instance, of your words Betty .. Warmly, Neville :)

[Betty Hermelee]

Thank you Neville always a fine review!🌷
Warmly B

[Neville]

You Betty are much more than merely warmly welcome .. Much more .. Neville

[Ern M. Yoshimoto]

you make life of a plant sound exciting and joyful. how wonderful it must be to be a stem. while we do not notice it, it is living and growing and enjoying its existence. there's a good moral to this story: pay more attention to all the life -- all the life -- around you, and be amazed.

[Betty Hermelee]

Thank you EM for your astute review!
Warmly B🌷

[Lorry]

An orange head and not a mention of the Trumpet in sight! Impressive.
This is sn explanation of all the "but why" questions kids ask about plants not freezing to death and why trees can go outside naked but they cant.

[Betty Hermelee]

Thank my friend, excellent interpretation!🌷
Warmly B