China Rose

By J.Lynne Moore

The transparent rose…
Blossoms;
among the jungle vines.
Made from china petals,
up and up she climbs.

Daring and courage,
have not spared her…
Their worth.
Yet, there has been no notice
of her birth.

Pushing through
the languid vines,
her petals take a chip.
Searching for the elusive sun;
no one sees her slip.

Dangling by a single…
Leaf;
struggling for her space.
If she falls any further,
who will take her place?

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