If I may suggest a needlessly long and inefficient title: "The Dichotomies of life as expressed through a juxtaposition of similar literary ideas."

In all seriousness though, not every poem needs a name. I'm particularly drawn to the second stanza. Dirt is needed to nourish plant life, but it's also used to house our lifeless bones, great job expressing that. And in a weird way, our lifeless bones help keep the dirt viable for the roses. A weird symbiosis of life and death. 

Well done, thanks for sharing!

I really like this take on it. I think it definitely matches. I think the old fearing the new is really just the living fearing death. But they’re connected, just like the old and the new. And that’s mainly what this poem is about. Thank you so much for your feedback!

I got from this the expression that people are afraid to be replaced by something younger and more beautiful that makes its mark on the world, in the process erasing the names of its predecessors. All human life dies to act as food for the next generation, and this poem plays on that idea to me at least. I hope I'm somewhat close to getting it.

I enjoyed and appreciated the poem a lot more after figuring out what it potentially means. I'm interested to see how that pans out.

As for the title I'm honestly unsure what you could name it: Something to do with the ideas of erasure, fear of being replaced and rubbed out of relevance almost.


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I fear only a marksmen -
 
Who the mark can make

The King fears the prince

Who is ready to take his place


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But we all fear the dirt -

The dirt that envelops the rose 

It’s roots reaching down 

To break our lifeless bones.





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(I don’t know what to title this)