She gathered roses

~

She gathered roses,

one at a time,

choosing carefully,

for you see, they were her healing

 

A light breeze tickled her hair

as a brief smile curved upon her soft lips

The sun, bright on this day was a welcome diversion

from the clouds that followed in her mind

 

Life was green in this meadow

and she enjoyed the green as it flowed

as far as her eyes could see,

snipping yet another pink rose

 

Not everything was beautiful in her world

but the roses spoke to her, delicate whispers

telling her she was special and that even a thorn

drawing blood could feel good once the pain had subsided

 

She had touched many thorns in her life,

the scars though faded still decorated her in guilt

A butterfly caught her glimpse, wings of black and blue,

once her colors, now another slice of nature’s wonder

 

This butterfly was her and she knew it,

free to move about the petals as she pleased

Happily greeting each bloom, caressing the textures

within the safety of her garden

 

She gathered roses,

one at a time,

choosing carefully

for you see they were her…

 

healing

~

Reviews

[Dave Brown]

a typically enjoyable read
gardens and butterflies
both are the most pleasurable images

[willweb]

Thanks Dave. I appreciatee you stopping by

[Matthew Kult]

Exquisitely enchanting. Vividly visual.

Great read

With love,

Matthew

[willweb]

Thanks so much Matthew.

[Soren]

A beautiful poem Will with such a lovely message. Your words are always so poetic.

[willweb]

Thanks so much my friend.

[Coyote Poetry]

So wonderful and beautiful was the poetry Will.
"She gathered roses,
one at a time,
choosing carefully
for you see they were her…"
The above lines could stand alone. Thank you my friend for sharing the outstanding poetry.
Coyote

[willweb]

Thank you so much Coyote

[Coyote Poetry]

you are welcome Will.

[Linda Marie Van Tassell]

Our greatest healing comes from within, with lots of time, and lots of introspection. This poem is written with great tenderness.

These lines really stood out for me:

"A butterfly caught her glimpse, wings of black and blue,
once her colors, now another slice of nature’s wonder"

[willweb]

Thank you my friend. Glad you enjoyed this.

[Fabian G. Franklin]

This was both beautiful and tender. It speaks of healing and comfort to the wounds that life deals out to each of us. May we all find a rose to bring some beauty to our dismal hours and time spent among the thorns. I enjoyed the read.

[willweb]

Thanks so much Fabian. I appreciate your visit and nice comment today.

[Chris Shaw]

Such fragility in butterflies, yet in this read I found healing in the roses of her garden. Beautiful poetry will.

[willweb]

Thank you so very much Chris.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

this makes me wish that Ophelia could have found those roses.
Her mental state flew around like a butterfly.....she had such beauty, but it flitted away
with the traveling of her sanity.
j.

[willweb]

Thanks for reading Jacob. I always appreciate your visits.

[Lorry]

It only takes a small amount of beauty to change someone who sees so little of it to not only change her perspective, but the feeling of warmth and freedom from within.
It only takes a moment to ruin a day, but the same can be said to improve it.

[willweb]

Thanks my friend...everything has it plus and minuses. Glad you liked this one.