Rose
written by: Rick Howe
A rose bending with the storm winds
Nearly torn away
Still displays its thorns with a defiant pride
As if to say
‘Come what may,
I will survive
A little more torn, perhaps,
But alive…’
Working from the centre and radiating outwards, Rick's poetry touches on many themes, depression, nature, greed, despair, wry humour and hope.
He hopes to reach as many souls as he can with his work, and maybe bring a little warmth to lives with shared experiences.
He hopes to reach as many souls as he can with his work, and maybe bring a little warmth to lives with shared experiences.
Latest posts by Rick Howe (see all)
- She Moves Like Woven Silken Strands - July 25, 2018
- Rose - July 5, 2018
- Street Apple - June 15, 2018
