
a rose flowering,
and there is blood on my hand;
I will not touch it
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a rose flowering,
and there is blood on my hand;
I will not touch it
Copyright Francis 2023
across the rose fields
autumn birds are gathering –
petals flop to ground
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a soft westerly
drys the line of dancing sheets –
rose petals tumble
The roses look good
This garden must be well kept
Enjoy the moment
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Being, non-being
I am all manner of states
Somewhere a rose blooms
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