Said the Wolfe to Little Red.

By Dreaming in Stanzas

Pick some for your mother
and pray they don’t prick her finger
or her heart...

because blood roses are a sure sign of the Devil,
and thorns can kill the best of ‘em.

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Published on Tuesday, August 21, 2012. Filed under: "Poetry"

Author's Note:

Repost from a billion years ago (give or take a few hundred million yrs.)

Comments on "Said the Wolfe to Little Red."

On Sunday, August 26, 2012, dwells (4177) wrote:

Thinking Faded mighta nailed it, thanks for the teaser and this was cryptically precocious, cheers!
On Monday, August 27, 2012, Dreaming in Stanzas (293) wrote:

Interesting concept and I wish I could pretend I had wrote of this but really this is a poem I wrote when I was 13 years old and wanted a way to capture the darkness that I've always felt when I look at roses. For some they are a symbol of love but they've always seemed ominous to me.
On Tuesday, August 21, 2012, Devilish (2633) wrote:

Thorns have always intrigued me. There is never a time they don't bestow some suffering . if nothing else they draw blood.. Hey there you .. Much love beautiful
On Tuesday, August 21, 2012, FadedBlues (2096) wrote:

...if your Wolfe is Tom Wolfe, then Red might be Charlotte Simmons, a bright student who suffered decline in the face of anti-intellectualism & sexual promiscuity (among other things) at her university. just a thought...