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  Feb 2015 Kelly Rose
SE Reimer
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love leaves
inevitable footprints,
indelible heart-prints.
sadly, they're not
always in the pathway;
often instead
the roses are trampled
by careless feet,
and gardenia petals
once fragrant and white,
become brown and crushed
from hands eager, but rough.
ignorant, clumsy words
spill the wax leaving
only a smoldering
wick to remain
of love's candle,
though bright
was its flame.
it is then this
garden of the heart
becomes more
a surgical ward,
than a cultivated
garden yard;
no more the
backyard retreat, but
feeling more like
a traffic-choked,
chaos-filled, city street.
forced to await
the quiet of night
for peace to return;
for the candle
extinguished
once more to ignite.
and for hands with
a gardener's touch,
gentle and skilled,
to restore beauty
once more;
along with
the fragrance
of returning hope.


~


post script.

*watching someone you care for
walk through a difficult
relationship break-up is painful.
Kelly Rose Feb 2015
There is no better
feeling
than riding a horse
on a moonlit night
a cool breeze
gently caressing
sending shivers
as freedom flows
through your veins
2/14/2015
Kelly Rose Feb 2015
Not all receive hearts and flowers this day...
Not all are reminded of their true love
Some
shed
Soft tears
for Valentine's that never come
just another holiday
that reminds
no family gatherings here
no hearts and flowers
just a little ache
a reminder
that you are not in
his heart and thoughts
it's just another lonely day
2/14/2015
Kelly Rose Feb 2015
Love lives within her
hidden so deep

Maybe one day...

She'll tap into that
endless well
that abides deep
within her

And love will
blossom and shine
setting her aglow
2/14/2015
Happy Valentine's
Kelly Rose Feb 2015
She tries to quiet
her silentless
mind
on this eerily quite
night
Alas,
she fears the silence
and yearns
for the silentlessness
of her mind

krs
2/14/2015
intrigued by the word silentless
but true nonetheless
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