Wednesday, June 2, 2021


 WEEKLY SCRIBBLINGS  and Magaly has suggested we use one or all of the words uncommon, unusual, uncanny.  I’ve chosen uncommon.  Submitted to Poets & Storytellers United, June 2, 2021


         ROSES & THORNS

Ah, how sweet the smell of roses

When love is in bud and bloom

Hearts vulnerable and open

Never expecting the thorns that loom

How insidiously the thorns intrude

Along with sticks and stones

Love falls prey to disenchantment

Leaving naught but bare, bleached bones.

Disenchantment leaves one bitter

Uncommonly guarded from dusk to dawn

And the naivete’ that was first love

Becomes, sadly, forever gone.

Beware the hapless lover

Who falls now for her charms

He’ll be paying for scars she carries

From someone else’s arms


  1. Some life (and love) lessons are certainly more difficult than others. It's sad that in some cases those who get hurt might feel the need to do the same to others. So much suffering all around.

  2. The paying I referred to is that she will never allow herself to be vulnerable and love fully again, and the new lover will never get past the barrier.

  3. Its sad that in a world where ronabtic love is held up so highly, so many still have to suffer the un-looked at thorns

    Happy you dropped by to read mine


  4. What a tight poem - great use of imagery

    Thanks for you kind words on my Prayer poem.

  5. Sad for her, the next men won't stay long enough to help. Well, she just needs to find the right one who believes she's worth it!

  6. Steady as you go until she trusts you.

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  8. Beautifully written. I never felt disenchanted when things went wrong I just fell in love again when I was young. My brother could never forget though

  9. Ooh, some bitter wisdom there. And as Marja says, beautifully written.

  10. Some scars linger long after they ought to have faded.

  11. The rhyme is gentle, the message is reality!

  12. Thank you for sharing. This is wise and well-written.