A Single White RoseA Poem by C.N.MooreWith every rising sun I find myself walking the same path, through a garden of roses each more red than the last. It’s not for the comforting sea of conformity I come, no.. I am in search of a special, unique one. I cannot tell you what it is I seek, or why everyday through this garden I peek. Perhaps the sea of red roses will split, and there amidst them my destiny will sit. I dream every night that this fate will come true, I hope against hope.. it’s all I can do. It’s been years now since these thoughts filled my mind, it’s maddening.. I feel my sanity begin to unwind. The seasons come and the seasons go, the red sea of roses continues to grow. Yet year after year the sea does not split, until one beautiful day I finally see it. A single white rose with thorns all about, ready to protect and keep curious hands out. It’s love at first sight no doubt in my mind, my entire life it’s taken to find. I grab my camera and walk the red line, I do not touch when I make her mine.
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Added on February 25, 2011Last Updated on February 25, 2011 AuthorC.N.MooreLas Vegas, NVAboutArt is creation - you can not create without destruction. Never be afraid to destroy the fibers of existence inside your mind, paying close attention to how everything works, and when it comes time t.. more..Writing
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