Friday, July 17, 2009

Rose


July, summer rain came
with unintentional harshness ---

Thoughts evaporated
into humidity, which
permeated through my garden
where I saw a rose,
blooming herself,
under the gaze of daylight---

She is naked
She is white
She is whiter than the winter Moon...

14 comments:

  1. You are a lovely writer. I enjoyed reading your poems very much. They are well written and thought provoking. Bravo!

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  2. Very nice poem with beautiful imagery.

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  3. smiles.

    stunning words,

    she is naked, she is white..
    these lines are brilliant.
    :)

    Happy Rally.

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  4. Enchanting! Great choice of words...
    Thanks for stopping by too ;)

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  5. thanks! magdalenahermanstories

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  6. I love that this describes a moment with such vivid clarity...like I am there with you. This is a good poem.

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  7. Thought provoking< I enjoy reading your work Yun Yi.
    Hugs

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  8. Graceful and beautiful. I love the last part!

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