Petalled Perfection.
Cupped in greenery,
......................... it stands tall as 'itself'.
Bud-tight, becoming unfurled
................................. with blushy show,
Bright rose, strongly fragile,
.............................. returns my melting
Sighs with quiet pride of face,
........................................ so knowingly.
Sweet silence colours it
......................... and rich tones vibrate,
The rose holds a beauty
.............from friendship's warm hand.
Dignified more by it's image,
............................................ now fated
To bloom here for me
.............................. as in faraway land.
Impassioned, compelling,
................................ incarnadine rose,
How deep your secret
...................... only providence knows.
can a flower be more beautiful than it already is... :)
I think roses are very special, the perfection in a rose bud which then opens up to present us with such a lovely prize. A very nice write I really enjoyed reading this one. Great last line.
:)... just beautiful lady faw.. only fay can.
This 'incarnadine rose' (what a beautiful colour) glows brightly in the words of this wonderful tribute.
Lovely poem on queen of flowers, Rose !
Beautiful imagery and ending. Every time I assume that every lovely poem about flowers must have already been written, I am proven wrong again. Especially if it is written by Fay. :)
a rose never moe beautifl with your words
Lovely! You bring the rose to life in this most elegant poem. Dorothy Alves Holmes A Poet Who Loves To Sing