“… who needs a needle
to thread the seamless labyrinth
of the rose?” ~ D. Bonta

Because they bent
too far across the walk

and scratched your cheek
or arms whenever you passed,

I tied the roses back
with twine; and yet

their flushed and creamy
scent is warmer still,

more than the radial glow
of motion sensor lights.


In response to Via Negativa: Thorn.

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