My darling golden rose ⁓ (in penitence)

My darling golden rose ⁓ (in penitence)

A Poem by Richard
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Ballad … when her heart would dance in sweet romance, his did not know how.

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My darling golden rose ~

You know, Sweetheart, I've sat and thought
of all that's good and bad;
of for what purpose it was wrought
I naught but make You sad.

Then, took a closer look at me,
and saw what’s to berate;
for all the good I've tried to be,
seems failure is my fate.

I pray each night and all day long
that I might turn to good,
but surely I am meant for wrong;
this now is understood.

If comes an angel such as You,
and still I haven't changed …
although, your heart is ever true,
we've now become estranged.

So many chances You have gave
to mend my sorry ways;
those times I've tried best to behave,
when You gave me your praise.
 
I'm still the knave I always was,
that's how I am, it seems.
You've filled my world with joyous buzz;
I've only stained your dreams.

Oh, please, sweet angel from above,
forgive me for your sake,
that You might dance again and love
a man who won't forsake

the fairest woman of them all,
with heart of gold to give.
Throw me away and do not stall,
there's happiness to live.

Paint me over with colours grey,
remove me from your scene.
Me, replace with flowers each day,
of precious gold and green.

You've served your purpose setting free
this cold hard heart of mine;
taught me to love, and now I plea,
spit out my bitter wine.

Sincerely, I apologize
for wasting your dear time.
Your luring smile, soft azure eyes,
our every kiss of rhyme,

I'll not forget eternity;
once, it was yours and mine.
We loved in sweet serenity,
shared passions so divine.

Then, darkness came I thought was cured,
my dire, sad sickness deep;
such pain I wreaked, tho you endured,
my cost proved much too steep.

There is no flower that can grow,
without its nourishment,
for each and every seed you’d sow,
was one more I had spent.

You tended with your gentle hand
our garden filled with love,
but every tender shoot to stand,
I made dead fodder of.

That which confuses me so much
is what is wrong with me ...
You gift me light from your charmed touch;
yet, still I cannot see.

Yon sun is shining warm and pure,
the mockingbird sings sweet;
when You look down you'll see for sure,
it's me kissing your feet.

I bless the very ground you walk,
I'll always dream of You;
of all our moments shared in talk,
deep romance known by few.

I feel your flame, call out your name
when spells of darkness smite,
and evermore I'll dream your frame
against me warm and tight.

Just one last prayer before I go:
Please, think of me and smile,
remembering I love You so,
and you loved me awhile.

Alas, I'll ne'er fill your desires;
not now, I might suppose;
still, e'er you'll be … 'til life expires,
My darling golden rose 
~


Richard W. Jenkins
            ©2017 

© 2017 Richard



Author's Note

Richard
Yellow Rose In Repose … courtesy of Wikimedia Commons.

This may be too long for some, but it's senseless to try and tell the heart when to quit speaking.

Constructive, well-meant critique is always welcome! : )

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Well being such a overly sensitive soul...I shall do my very best to review this heart tugging poem. First, you mentioned it was a bit long...nonsense! In my opinion not long enough!...each thought and emotion felt..bounces of the next. This poem firmly grabs you and pulls you into the world of this lover. It is so raw and private..it is so very real. This poem..geez..is so much more than poetry. My goodness how you can capture those hidden feelings we all tend to hide deep within! Feelings of inadequacy, frustration with self....disappoint...and lets not forget the never ending question "why"...Ohhh how I want to find this person and give him a nice warm hug!...Your poetry comes alive to me...For goodness sake! I need a box of tissue by me every time I read one! It is a God given talent you possess...along with a beautiful heart that can feel every word you pen...that's what make your poetry a standout to me! theses words will be floating in my head, melting my heart and bring a tear to my eyes...simply remembering these feelings! OMGOODNESS YOU! Now....lets add a bit more here..."I pray each night and all day long
that I might turn to good,
but surely I am meant for wrong;
this now is understood.".....your killing me!...Could there be a reason this golden rose is still hanging around? hmmmm perhaps this rose saw sooo much more her lover..every perfect imperfection??..every sorrow and regret in her lover's eyes...and yet, always knowing...he adored her. AHHHHHHH...sigh.

Posted 5 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Richard

5 Months Ago

Ya know, Susan?
Whenever I shine my rusty olde pen, fill it from the best and deepest pool of.. read more



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it is long! i most always scroll down a writing first thing ..to see how it looks in entirety ... at a glance ... i am going to give it a go sir! as i expect great things ;)
oh my goodness ..this is going into me library for sure .. well said .. well rhymed and rhythmed ... so honest and such pain the penitent suffers ..oh i am on my own knees begging that forgiveness ..but it can not be redone ... vivid memories of those golden roses that graced my life when i flitted about the flower and would never grasp the stem ...wild and free we run and pine away all our days for those lost love's moments .. can you tell i relate? :} honestly ...nothing that should be shortened ...its is well worth the read
E.

Posted 5 Months Ago


More...you are an amazing teacher....But I don't think i will ever be able to make poetry dance off the page!...Richard!..I sincerely means this!!..I could get lost in your poetry and chose to never be found.

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Richard

5 Months Ago

Susan,
A teacher could not be any more proud of, impressed by, or admiring of any one of his .. read more
Susan  Capozzi

5 Months Ago

:-) smiling.
Well being such a overly sensitive soul...I shall do my very best to review this heart tugging poem. First, you mentioned it was a bit long...nonsense! In my opinion not long enough!...each thought and emotion felt..bounces of the next. This poem firmly grabs you and pulls you into the world of this lover. It is so raw and private..it is so very real. This poem..geez..is so much more than poetry. My goodness how you can capture those hidden feelings we all tend to hide deep within! Feelings of inadequacy, frustration with self....disappoint...and lets not forget the never ending question "why"...Ohhh how I want to find this person and give him a nice warm hug!...Your poetry comes alive to me...For goodness sake! I need a box of tissue by me every time I read one! It is a God given talent you possess...along with a beautiful heart that can feel every word you pen...that's what make your poetry a standout to me! theses words will be floating in my head, melting my heart and bring a tear to my eyes...simply remembering these feelings! OMGOODNESS YOU! Now....lets add a bit more here..."I pray each night and all day long
that I might turn to good,
but surely I am meant for wrong;
this now is understood.".....your killing me!...Could there be a reason this golden rose is still hanging around? hmmmm perhaps this rose saw sooo much more her lover..every perfect imperfection??..every sorrow and regret in her lover's eyes...and yet, always knowing...he adored her. AHHHHHHH...sigh.

Posted 5 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Richard

5 Months Ago

Ya know, Susan?
Whenever I shine my rusty olde pen, fill it from the best and deepest pool of.. read more
Quite long but worth the read! I love the journey you take us on, exploring a love so tender and sweet, and how we can often be lead astray, causing us to confuse the love we have.

Posted 5 Months Ago


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Richard

5 Months Ago

Thank you warmly, Dear Dahlia!
Your shared thoughts and feelings of this rather poignant piec.. read more
Dear Sir, your words speak of a deep and abiding love, tho filled with sadness and regret ~ it is still beautifully penned. The next to the last stanza is my favorite of them all, even tho every line can and will resonate within many of us. Thank you for sharing your words with us Richard. Angelheart

(shouldn't the word be 'sow' in the 14th stanza?)

Posted 5 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Richard

5 Months Ago

Hi, Angel!
I always love it when you're near, because I know I'm in for a treat from the warm.. read more
Angelheart1

5 Months Ago

YOU are very welcome, but it is totally my pleasure to read and comment on the words that you share .. read more
This is such beauty, tinged with sadness, remorse, and regret. The words weep, but there are no tears, just a dried up trail where they once fell. Sometimes, there just are no words; and sometimes, there are just too many words. In either case, they never seem enough. It's that echo that resounds, that hollow always aching to be filled. So bittersweet!

Posted 5 Months Ago


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Richard

5 Months Ago

Dear Linda Marie,
I knew if there were anyone who could relate to and grasp the more tender m.. read more
Wow Richard..... It was a little long for these old eyeballs, but AM I EVER GLAD IT IS !!! ... You tell a story... this poor wretch .. sad and sorry, and oh so much in love.. expressing his prayerful desires ... touches one's heart, it does.. to read each line ........ ...

Well done..did enjoy...

Jazzy

Posted 5 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Richard

5 Months Ago

Thank you, Jasmine.
I was afraid it may have been a bit too extended for some's taste, but my.. read more
J. J.  Nightingale

5 Months Ago

I CAN'T SEE BUT A FEW WORDS OF YOUR COMMENT.. THE "READ MORE" WON'T OPEN...BUT YOU ARE WELCOME SIR.. read more
J. J.  Nightingale

5 Months Ago

Oh reloaded page, now I see your comment... ((Big Hugs)) back to you .............. Jazzy

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