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
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!
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.