Withering Roses a poem by Jennifer Jo Fay

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Withering Roses a poem by Jennifer Jo Fay. A poem about getting writers block and how we over come it. The agony of losing our train of thought.

Withering Roses

my dead roses

Withering Roses

Oh, I sat in the seat of my car
thinking of beautiful roses.
Pristine pink petals
sifted through my mind.
I loved feeling the silkiness
of their petal soft skin.
And I sat at the drivers seat
thinking of how I would write
this sweet scented poem.
Suddenly I was stopped
and watched the rolling train
go by.
My window was open
when it should have been shut.
Darn it all!
Suddenly, my thoughts
of those beautiful roses
simply rolled itself out of the door.
And I watched in agony
as my precious words or roses
floated underneath the tracks
and that awful train
carelessly crushed my
roses. And my words were gone.
Withered roses
wilted and trampled.
Gone.
Darn.

Jennifer Jo Fay

Copyrighted January 30, 2012

Meet the author

jennyjofay
I am a mother of four children, two boys and two girls. I am a paperdoll artist and a writer. I have published my first mystery novel, Black Roses and it is online at Barnes and Noble, Amazon, etc.. I like to write fiction, poetry, recipes and oth...(more)