All Comments on 'A Cherokee Rose:' The Thorn''

and i've got to say i'm caught up in these two lines for some reason:

Saloon doors slung wide open in an ill breeze’s gust

as an Indian squaw walked in to kiss full vengeance’s lust

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it's certainly an attention getter if you get my point...*LMAO*.......don

or so they say. You have nurtured the Cherokee Rose from a budding Indian squaw to a love blossoming Little Deer at the cleansing pools to a full bloomed Texas cowboy's wife. And now, she is but rose petals wilting on the wind. A dying rose, but one that can be revived someday... maybe? <wink>

This was a saga I was honored to have shared with you, Art. Thank you for allowing Me the privilege of "cultivating" The Cherokee Rose. <kiss>

Vixxx

I do not like this end too such a GREAT series of poems. Shee should at least have a baby to remember the cowboy with!!!

...and, I'm glad she went home. A sad ending, but I like the parallel of the mocassins and the boots. Home is a place where they have to take you in when you go there. :)

witnessing the gradual bloom of this impressive heroine.

truly art...ART!

Kisses...

T

The epic ends on notes so sad;

of love and lives lost,

and the barren path

for the Cherokee Rose.

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For me personally - not a satisfying end - much prefer the tales of loves won and joys unfolding.

Very sad ending but at the same time empowering. Cherokee Rose is one kick ass native american, taking 3 cowboys and outrunning the posse. Thanks for the journey.

Louise Lamour would be proud of you my dear!

William