A Betrayal of Roses

He sent six roses
As if roses made it okay

As if roses washed away
feeling betrayed

As if roses proved mom’s belief
he was one of the good ones

As if roses, his cute smile,
and his silky blonde hair
justified his actions


It’s Quadrille Monday at dVerse Poets Pub today and I cheated again. I checked out Bjorn’s blog and found the required word is “rose.”

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36 Responses

  1. Those are the ones who keep score. I bought her roses – up ten points – that’ll get me out of the dog house. Doesn’t know who he’s messing with!!! Great read.

  2. When I finished reading your poem, I said to myself, “Send him a murder of crows!” Not sure why. The poet’s tone here is well done. The voice has just the right amount of bile. Excellent!

    • Thanks. When I was cutting words to get down to 44, those two words taking up eight of my allotment seemed like a good choice. I’m glad you liked it.

  3. I cannot but agree with Bjorn. How the roses will wash away all the dirt and make it better. Very good use here of the past and present and reality vs. what he wishes was so. Oh my Linda, you nailed it on this one.

  4. oh my….how some of those young boys can pull the wool over a mom’s eyes. She sees the boy who comes to the door — the daughter is with the boy and beholds who he really is. You’ve told the story well….

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