"The Last Winter Rose"

From a chapter of "The Diary of the Falling Dominoes"

Full Cold Moon

December 28th, 2012

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The Last Winter Rose...

Coyote howled to another dawn

The cold Winter Moon is a bitter sweet mistress

Luna’s final full phase of another passing year

Hope can grow faint so subtly,

That it is barely noticeable,

Until its former presence fades away…

Falling from love’s spinning wheel

Feels as if gravity has drawn out the Ocean’s final tide

Visions of grandeur adorn new beginnings

Their smoke and mirrors embellish illusions,

While leaving a pathway of footprints,

Leading to the conclusion of dead end dreams

The victim of my own imagination watches

As the imagined remaining natural elements become obscure

The more things change the more they remain the same

It is daunting how the mind's sleight of hand

Plays tricks on the lonely heart of it’s flesh

Loss of balance leads to mere mortal ambiguity

Being pricked by the barbed stem

Of a beautiful thorny rose,

Is like a dart to the heart

You feel the sting at the moment of penetration,

However the drip of blood cannot be heard

Over an emotional sigh too deep for words.

Life slowly trickles out drowning the spirit of the soul…

Silently, without notice from the outside world

A broken heart bleeding out one drip at a time is painless,

Except to look in the mirror and watch it happen,

Knowing all the while the end is near,

Watching as sheer agony unfolds...

The only way to stop the bleeding,

As a broken heart suffers

Through the ache of unrequited love,

Is to stay away from thorny roses

Under the lonesome glowing light

Of the fully illuminated Cold Moon's shine…

Harlon Rivers…December 27^th, 2012