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No Thorns. No Roses.

In, “No thorns. No Roses.” the presence of suffering and happiness are one. One can’t exist without the other.

In, No Thorns. No Roses.,” When we can accept that suffering and happiness are one, is when we truly know the complete meaning of life. Just imagine it’s a cold Winter day, the air has a bitter chill to it, you’re in a hurry rushing out of the house. Forgetting to dress appropriately for the elements. The cold air is painful to your skin. This is the suffering. Now just imagine instead you’ve taken the time to prepare for your day. A warm winter coat, a scarf, and a pair of snow boots.

Now you step out into the chilling air, but you stop and look around. The joy you see as the sun lights the snow into a glittery picture, you inhale deeply, and smile, exhilarated for such a beautiful day! Happiness is possible with the understanding that suffering is accepted, to stay in touch with the soul in the actuality of whats going on.


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No Thorns. No Red Roses.

Every single red rose is a man or woman.
Thorns on-axis point of a stem.

We prick fingertips into the heart and soul.
We assume the stem is smooth when we grasp.
We poke holes through heart walls.

I close my eyes to evolve into a red rose.
I rinse and wash blood red through eyes.

I am not a red rose. I like to think I have suffered and healed.
I am not a red rose. Red roses thrive among the brier.

New rose buds line the offshoot of limbs.
Reaching for falling sunlight.

I cry my eyes out and realize suffering and happiness is one and the
rose must die to come back again and again.

They burn under eyelids and my soul runs misty and escalation
because I crack through the skin of green.
I stand under resilience.

I am so beautiful cause no thorns means no roses.
If you’re growing with love and a part of your petals have fallen, rise again and bloom.

©2018 Linda J. Wolff (Google), and “Poetry: No Thorns. No Roses”



What is a Free Verse Poem? Typically, free verse is a patterned through speech rather than a meter. Further, this form of poetry is very open to the author’s discretion and usually does not rhyme. Such as, visual and sound effects are often employed.  It can have as many lines as the writer wishes.


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The woman behind Wolff Poetry. A poetic wordsmith by the mind and a passionate blogger by heart. Reservoir for Wolff Poetry and mentor for youth writing groups. Life motto: Everything you seek is in the stillness of one's mind. The place between seconds, whispering of a song between sound.

4 thoughts on “No Thorns. No Roses.”

  1. Inspirational … after nearly a three year hiatus from writing … your verse has gotten me to start thinking in verse again … a lot of rough dusty edges but I embrace the return of new and old thoughts … it is quite comforting. Love your work. g

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