I Thought You Were a Rose | Short Poem No. 98

I thought you were a rose.
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I always thought you were a rose.
Once, I leaned in near to you
to smell your wonderful fragrance
and to admire your deep beauty.
And as I got close, I felt your prickers
pierce deep into my skin.
I always expected this
(every rose has its thorns).
But as i drew back,
I saw you’re nothing but a cactus.
And I have nothing but a bloody finger.

The Best Things are Unexpected

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The Best Things are Unexpected | Poetry Remix No. 28

the best things are unexpected
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The best things are unexpected.
The best things come out of nowhere
and come when we feel connected.

Like when a kiss is expected.
I opened the door and you’re there. . .
My attention. . . redirected.

And perfume has me affected
while it dances through-out the air.
Feelings of love are suspected.

When our smiles are reflected,
these emotions. . . my heart can’t bare.
But the moment is perfected.

And our souls will be corrected
in the long embrace that we share.
We won’t leave our care neglected.

So, in words that I’ve collected
to say this simple truth, I swear;
this strange law can be elected:
The best things are unexpected.

Whew…. this was a hard one for me to write! My first shot at a Villanelle poem. I got the idea from Yaskhan, so please check out their post, “To A Lustrous Dawn.” It’s also a remake of one of my old poems, “Love Hug Kiss,” so please check that out, too, if you’d like.

Also, please check out my last post, “Like Footprints in Sand,” if you haven’t yet.

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Like Footprints in Sand | Haiku | Short Poem No. 97

Like footprints in the sand
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Like Footprints in Sand,
My Soul is Searching for You.
How Long Does it Take?

Like a Lily of the Valley

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Like a Lily of the Valley | Haiku | Short Poem No. 96

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Like a Lily of the Valley. . .

Veiled within its leaves,
your tender love is hidden.
But I’ll search it out.

Like Budding Flowers

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Like Budding Flowers | Haiku | Short Poem No. 95

like budding flowers
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Like Budding Flowers
Blooming From Their Long Slumber,
My Heart Rips Open.

Tired of the Same Old Every Day

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