Red roses are so inviting
The fiery color you can’t resist.
Thorns that might be hurting
The wound that bleeds as it persists.
Petals in yellow, pink or orange
Silent voices that sound so foreign.
Blindly believing that red roses
Are the only roses that exist.
Copyright © 2015 Joys of Joel by Joel F. All Rights Reserved.
Wonderful, love this.
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Thanks Bernadette. Have a great weekend.
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Joel!!!!!
Beautiful poetry…
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Thank you Nita. I’m glad you like it.
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I did….
And I also love the analogy..
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Thank you for letting me know you love it. Have a great weekend Nita.
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Everytime Joel.
Enjoy your weekend too
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Thanks. Take Care.
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Beautiful!
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Thanks Paul, appreciate it. Have a great weekend.
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Excellent Joel.. May we see further than our Rose coloured spectacles 🙂 Wishing you a great weekend
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Thank you Sue for stopping by and sharing your thoughts. Wishing you a great weekend too.
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Thank you Joel xxx
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Thanks too Sue. Enjoy the weekend.
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Excellent Joel.
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Thanks Vinnieh. Thanks too for dropping by.
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Anytime Joel, your blog is very neat.
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Thank you for your kind words. I appreciate it. Have a great weekend.
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I am hoping for a great weekend, thanks for those well wishes.
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You’re welcome. Thanks too for stopping by.
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Wonderful! And a beautiful metaphor 🙂
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Thanks Michelle. Have a lovely weekend.
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Always! You too my friend 🙂
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Thanks. Take Care.
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Sometimes the meaning behind a poem escapes me, but this one I get. Thank you.
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You’re welcome Barbara. Thanks too for dropping by. Have a nice day.
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Nice metaphor!
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Thanks Marissa for stopping by. Have a great weekend.
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Hope for the roses. Lovely thoughts as always Joel 🙂
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Thanks Tita Arlene. Have a lovely weekend.
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May it be a lovely week ahead for you too.
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It will be. Thanks Tita. Ingatz.
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insightful
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Thanks Robyn. Happy weekend.
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i love this! 🙂
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Thank you Ram. Thanks for stopping by.
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you’re welcome, Joel…
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Have a great friday.
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thanks!
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You’re welcome.
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Wow.. jaw dropped… beautiful..
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Thank you Michnavs for your kind words. Have a great sunday.
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😊
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🙂
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Love this!
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Thank you Ms. Vee. I’m glad you love it. Have a great week ahead.
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My pleasure. You as well. Blessings and peace!✌
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Thanks again. Blessings to you too.
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Very accurate and succinct description of a sad phenomenon. I’m a fan of orange and light pink roses myself. On my birthdays, I get a large bouquet of blue roses. There is enough diversity out there for all of us to enjoy. xo
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Wow, blue roses are very expensive. I love red and white roses. Yes i agree with you, there’s enough diversity for us to enjoy.
Thanks Sabiscuit for sharing you thoughts it. I appreciate it.
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Reblogged this on From 1 Blogger 2 Another.
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🙂
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This well-done metaphor shows itself lightly in the second line of the next-to-last couplet.
Prejudice: We are all. They are not.
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Thanks Alan for stopping by and sharing your thought. Have a great friday.
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Lovely poem. I love all colour roses but my favourite are the golden yellow.
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Yellow is the color of joy. That’s a beautiful color. Thank you kim for sharing your thought. Thanks too for dropping by.
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