A Conversation With A Rose
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A Conversation With A Rose
Oh fairest flower of fairest form So majestical and true Oh fairest flower would you mind If I sat and talked to you I will tell to you a tale of love So rich and true divine It happened not that long ago And this tale of love is mine I feel that we have met before On perfect summer days You remind me of my one true love In oh so many ways As I sit here and I look at you My memories untwine Revealing thoughts of wanton love That once were hers and mine Your form reflects the way my love Portrayed herself with grace The contours of your petals Are the smile upon her face Your intoxicating fragrance Is the perfume she once wore It fills my body and my soul Right now just as before Your colour is her bonnie hair Like a rainbow set at night The bluish tinges on your leaves Are her eyes that shone so bright Drops of dew remind me of The tears that she once cried But now they are invisible Like your dewdrops that have dried You and my love both close your worlds When darkness does bestow You hide your forms at eventide And bow your heads so low Your thorns are very hard to see Hidden by a sprawling leaf Reminds me of the way my love Was happy to deceive |
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| HOO RAH !! for a master piece, Frank you've got a FAVORITE in this piece, a keeper. ED. | Posted on 2011-04-16 00:00:00 | by DUSTYTU | [ Reply to This ] | i'm with latentlylyrical on the ending... | oh, yes, you are so much like her...and in the end...i am too smart to go through that again...you like she, a deception... and i ended up with thorns the last time..not again.. i am responding to this piece but really to several of yours i have read... the consistency really strikes me...your rhyme is so natural i hardly feel it... i am not a rhyme fan...unless it is done in a way to just sort of sneak up on me..yours does.. the flow is always smooth..and those who try to do this kind of poetry often stumble on certain lines and throw the reader off rhythm..you just don't do that... i really tap my foot to your work...and feel there is such depth to the words.. now, i think i will go outside and talk to my flowers. jacob | Posted on 2011-03-12 00:00:00 | by jacoberin | [ Reply to This ] | Oh. My. GOSH!!! This piece. The symbolics in it are VERY powerful! Beautiful! I love this one! :D | | Posted on 2011-03-04 00:00:00 | by ShadowsnLights | [ Reply to This ] | This is excellent! The Rose is such a perfect symbol of love, with stunning beauty and intoxicating form and fragrance, but hidden beneath its leaves are cruel thorns capable of inflicting much pain!!! | This one is brilliant, and all of your work is outstanding! A favorite! | Posted on 2011-03-03 00:00:00 | by Ron Cole | [ Reply to This ] | Wow, Frank! You've totally surprised me! | Well, I'm not at all surprised that this poem has all the flawless rhythm and grace of your usual work...you always write lovely love poems... but, the last line is the kicker. Brilliant end. And, it's not only shockingly different in tone from all the previous lines, but it's quite a change from your usual joyful and content tone in your love-themed work. So, another wonderful Frank Maguire piece. Wonderful with a twist. Fantastic. | Posted on 2011-03-03 00:00:00 | by latentlylyrical | [ Reply to This ] | |
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