A Poetry Sporadical of Repeating Forms

Rose Culture

by Diane Elayne Dees

Old garden roses ramble, climb and spread
in shades of amber, apricot and red;
while nearby, stiff and fussy hybrid teas
stand rigid and impossible to please,
which makes them look a trifle overbred.

These modern roses in their formal beds
must constantly be sprayed, pruned back and fed;
and while they pose there, looking ill at ease,
Old garden roses ramble.

“Belinda” scrambles up the potting shed
while “Mermaid” climbs a tree thatalthough dead
now shimmers cream and gold with every breeze,
and steals the show from all the greening trees.
While hybrid teas, erect, look straight ahead,
old garden roses ramble.

[Appeared originally in Manorborn]

Diane Elayne Dees is a writer and psychotherapist in Louisiana. Her work has appeared in many literary journals and has also been read on national radio programs. Diane publishes Women Who Serve, a blog about women’s professional tennis.


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