Carolina Rose And A Texas Tumbleweed
by
Janet Owenby
copyright 10-03-2003
Age Rating: 10 to 127
I remember that summer day we met;
some things my heart just can't forget.
I was captured by your midnight blue oceans,
that stared into my inner emotions.
Carolina rose fell for a tumbleweed,
that rolled in from Texas to spread his seed.
We traipsed across sapphire painted mountains,
and bathed within love's aquamarine fountains.
On a blanket beneath God's topaz moon,
our heart's palpitated with passion's tune.
Autumn would bring an end to our romance,
but we savored every moonlit dance.
A tumbleweed was intended to roam
and your Lone Star State was calling you home.
I kissed my Texas tumbleweed good -bye
and shed tarnished diamonds from my eye.
A Carolina rose still weeps for you,
here in these cascading mountains of blue.
My heart's wilted petals will often bleed
when I recall a wayward tumbleweed.
When I look at these Carolina skies,
I still recall, that sparkle in your eyes.
I wonder if forgotten embers flame,
and if Texas stars still whisper my name.
Do you dream of a Carolina rose,
whenever an old Texas dust storm blows?
Do thorns pierce your heart like mountain nettles?
Do you miss the touch of satin petals?
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Hi Janet, um...I was just wondering, did you get my email? Fantastic poem by the way, sorry I didn't comment on this earlier, but I couldn't think of anything to say, I think love poems are kinda gross, the poem is beautiful, but if everyday you saw people making out in public, you just might have the same opinion. @_@; lol ^-^
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A great LOVE song! All charming metaphors are not from the dictionary, but from your heart. This poem like an aquarelle painted by heart.
I love your poem, Janet!
Irina.
This poem left tears in my eyes. It is the perfect tale of a southern romance--a sad fairytale and yearning. Beautiful work, Janet. You have such amazing skills!
And now...for the ultimate question...Was this written on the whim of a muse, or do you happen to be the Carolina dreaming of the Tumbleweed to come back to you?
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