Teela Hart

Surviving Domestic Violence

Yellow Roses

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Yellow Rose Buds

Yellow Rose Buds

The yellow rose represents the sun, warmth, and friendships.

Last night I had a dream about yellow roses growing up from a concrete slab. I reached out to them to admire their beauty. My immediate thought was of the magnificent hearts at the Cut-Throat Clubhouse and the care we have for each other.  A new beginning beautifully hewn with delicate roses through our concrete prisons serves as a reminder that beauty springs from cold, dark places.

I am lost

At a loss

For real words

To express myself

Exactly the way

I really feel

Without the shedding

Of a tear

Ten thousand tears

A fountain flowing

Cannot control

Falling down

The darkest hole

Cannot run

Cannot hide

From the pain

That lives inside

A dream awakes

My darkened mind

Of yellow roses

At my side

Without thorns

In concrete slabs

In strength they grow

From tiny buds

I reach for them

And their love

Their Sunshine warms

They light the way

They lead me out

I live to fight

Another day

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Author: Teela Hart

I am a mother, daughter, sister and domestic violence survivor.

52 thoughts on “Yellow Roses

  1. Do you often remember your dreams?

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  2. Lovely and enduring strength in those flowers that are able to grow in their tough (concrete) environment. As we are tough and can weather our storms… Smiles, Robin

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  3. This is really beautiful . . . I love yellow roses & will always get that quick visualization of them growing from concrete from now on when I see them . . . they do warm and light the way . . . they were included in the casket sprays for my mother & grandmothers funerals . . . thanks for sharing. I’ll be checking out more of your stuff 🙂

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  4. Beautiful Teela~

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  5. Reblogged this on Texan Tales & Hieroglyphics and commented:
    With Permission Graciously Granted, I wish to Share This

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  6. Two things first off:
    1. Rose in Spanish Harlem
    2. Yellow Rose of Texas (which really doesn’t work here, because the song was about a poor half-black-half white girl and not a flower)
    Lenny had some deep words about the Song ‘Rose in Spanish Harlem’ though. If I may try to quote him: he said, “Those are some heavy-weight lyrics. And beautiful.”
    If he were alive today, he would say the same about your poem. (Yes! I am speaking for Lenny–and for Lance–I do love this Teela. You have a rare combined commodity: Heart and Talent
    Must be why your name is Hart.
    (Note to self: Lance, change your last name to ‘Hemingway’ or even Melville. What the hell?)
    Rock On! Teela! We all love you and what you are doing.

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    • Lance,
      That means a lot to me. You are a great talent and I value your opinion.
      The piece is actually a dream that I had the other night and I couldn’t shake it so just started writing and that was the result.
      Thank you Melville for reading and sharing your thoughts with me.
      You’re still my hero. 🙂

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    • Ya know what? That last sentence I wrote, “Rock On! Teela! We all love you and what you are doing.” is bullshit. Trite, vain, and stupid.
      You deserve better than Frat Boy Bullshit: ‘Ya Rock On!’
      I am ashamed I wrote that.
      Teela, you are a yellow rose in Spanish Harlem…Growing up right through the concrete. Denying all obstacles.

      Overcoming.
      Living on.

      Sometimes my first response is as Shakespeare once said, “A tale told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, signifying nothing.”

      Your post deserved better than my tripe.
      In my defense, I was in a hurry to get back to….oh, I forgot.
      🙂
      Rock On!
      Aw Shit!
      There, I did it again.
      “Take him out back and shoot him.”
      –I do believe that is a movie quote. I just forget the movie.

      Love You Teela (that is an original quote, and you may quote the quot’er.)

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    • LOL….Lance your so funny!

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  7. Hey mom. I think it was beautiful. I want you to know that I am proud of you and I love you so much. Thank you for everything you have done for me. I wouldn’t be here if it weren’t for you after all.

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  9. Reblogged this on By the Mighty Mumford and commented:
    YELLOW ROSES—-SIGNS OF HOPE!

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  10. YOU CAN DO IT, TEELA!!!!!!

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  11. This was beautiful.

    Yellow roses are my favorite flower, odd thing though, I can’t stand the sun. LOL

    ~DA

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    • Thank you. I appreciate that. I’ve never written a “poem” in my life and I know it doesn’t fit in that category, I’m not sure what to call it. Thoughts on a page I guess.
      Your poems are so well written and beautiful so your words mean a lot to me.
      PS: I drink in the sun like an ice cold coke. 🙂

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  12. A beautiful and poignant piece which was very moving.

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  13. This is almost as lovely as YOU, Tee ❤

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  14. Heart-wrenching. Heart-warming. Beautiful.

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  15. Beautiful and moving, Teela. xxx

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