Roses Are Red
written by: Lisa Keeble
@lisakeb007
Just when you think it’s safe to go out
There is a knock at your heart, tap, tap
Trepidation calls, bearing flowers
Roses, red like the blood flowing still
Through your veins to a stone cold heart
Violets, deep blue as your eyes that weep
To remember the days without fear
Orchid, black reflecting your humour
‘Love me, love me not?’, petals shredded
Destroying the thing of beauty that
Once was your life. Stamens, yellow stain
Rough hands. Colours bleeding into one
Dull grey where once: yellow, red, blue
Delicate stems, plain perfect blossom
Dismay brought you a bouquet. But why?
To remind you that he’s there. Tap tap
Just when you think it’s safe to go out.
Lisa Keeble is a 20 something who resides in the body of a middle aged woman. She lives in the South of France and tries to enjoy life every day as it's really too short to do anything else. Writing, for her, is an escape into another world when the real one becomes too much to handle.
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