Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Thursday, October 11, 2007

Autumn Rose


Autumn Rose


The coolness of the morn holds still the late season bloom. Drops of dew speckle the petals creating natures artistic display of beauty. A deeper look and a unspoken message said goodbye to a season as it struggles to maintain a place in the landscape of tomorrow.

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

So much like us! Great poem!

Rachel C Miller said...

Do we look to maintain a place or to find our place? Living in a lost garden...I am glad you enjoy each new combination of words.