Another Roses Are Red Poem

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Roses are dying; the blue bird is crying. Posies line the pockets of those who are sick and dying.

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CayCay Jennings

Date: 3/13/2025 7:24:00 AM

Most nursery rhymes are NOT comforting if one really thinks about it. The cradle and limb fall/break, the London bridge falls down just like Humpty Dumpty who couldn't be put back together, on and on it goes. (then there's the French song about pulling out a bird's feathers.) I enjoy your imagination very much ... CayCay

Miranda Hawley
Date: 3/13/2025 8:20:00 PM

I have another poem on here somewhere that takes a look at many nursery rhymes and ask some very basic questions about them: example in Rock a Bye Baby, why was cradle so high up in the tree? Oh I agree that the nursery rhymes are NOT comforting.

David Crandall

Date: 3/4/2025 5:40:00 PM

I feel sorry for each rose, and the bluebird too, and so, the best thing, I suppose, is to help him blow his nose.

Miranda Hawley
Date: 3/13/2025 8:18:00 PM

Thanks!

Valsa George

Date: 3/2/2025 3:50:00 AM

Altogether a depressing situation. But as the seasons change and situations alter, roses will bloom again. I feel this poem is a metaphor on life. Well done, Miranda.

Miranda Hawley
Date: 3/13/2025 8:18:00 PM

This poem is just me trying to twist another nursery rhyme into other words. My story of depression is one perhaps for another poem or me in the mood to share.

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 2/18/2025 4:00:00 PM

Oh my. Well. The original ring around the Rosie is about a plague so this makes perfect sense!

Miranda Hawley
Date: 2/18/2025 8:40:00 PM

Yes, it is, and my mind sometimes get cynical and so it did with this poem. By the way what was posted was my 3rd draft of this poem. Thanks, and have a good nights sleep.