Red Rose – Janeen. G

The touch of a rose,

Butterflies dancing in a row,

The goddess sends her love,

Her hair white like a rose dove,

Deep with rose petals blood,

I am dying to feel your love,

The touch of a red rose,

Dances around me like a rivers row…

online at:

Published by grumpygorman

I am a Social Worker by day and an artist/writer by night. I use the written word in an attempt to make sense of the secret worlds and dysfunctional dynamics that lurk beneath the facades of our daily interactions. I am not sure how my writing styles are characterized, nor am I overly concerned about it. I am immensely enthusiastic about music and often connect better with songs than I do people. I also have an intense appreciation for quality wines and whiskies, frequently consuming them in excess. I like things that smell good and struggle to manage the symptoms of a life-long relationship with depression. So, why "grumpygorman"? Spend some time here and find out...

%d bloggers like this: