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This post is for Yellow Mellow Monday, a site I have seen on Becca’s site that she connects to and I find I do as well. Find them at http://mellowyellowmonday.blogspot.com
Yellow roses remind          
me of another place
another time when
promises seemed to
only require the
saying of “I do”
© February 2012
Renee Espriu
Red roses even in             
my dreams still
belong to you as
fragrant as though
you are still
here beside me
red roses for you
© January 2012
Renee Espriu
I cannot see a rose of any color, but especially red roses, and not
think of you. In memory of mother, gone but never forgotten.
Words fragrant with meaning, layered
edges sometimes jagged enough to cut
leaving wounds behind nearly visible
edges sometimes smooth as glass open
to reveal emotions wrought infinite
Fall leaves piled in driveways and
gutters smelling of mildew and the
mustiness found in old homes years
neglected left with windows shuttered
leaving stories behind collected, untold
Dried flowers still hanging upside down
pressed inside the pages of a forgotten
book with the scent of roses given from
a beau timeless or a casket life ending
riding waves of memories love and loss
Candles burning the aroma of vanilla in
baked goods a reminder of families in
celebration of holidays or the acrid
odor of sulphur the match blown out and
the candle snuffed ending another era
© October 2011 Renee Espriu
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