That Which We Call A Rose

Rose, an offering of love

a bud to blossom in all it's glory

instinctively bred to satiate

erect, climbing, trailing

awe and allure of strangulation

replete with thorns that prick

suffer the pain twined with pleasure      

                                                                   

Author's Note

My friend painted the lovely rose artwork.

Reviews

[Sheila Kline]

Your friend's artwork is exquisite!!
Oh how love is the rose, and so alluring, but as you mention has the thorn which may cause one pain. So, it is with life! Your words remind us of this, and how vulnerable we are even when it seems as if all is beautiful!!

[Frieda P]

Yes, love, life, wine and roses :)
Thanks for reading.

Her work is exquisite, I call her Picasso!

[quinfinn]

a beautiful homage to life, love and beauty. how articulate and poetically you redefine the rose!

[Tree]

Roses and their duality have a special place inside of me. A beautiful poem that highlights the nature of the rose, as it does ourselves...

[Claire Twinn]

Intriguing ideas here; roses are showy and prickly, perhaps like declarations of love that aren't truely felt? I love your line 'awe and allure of strangulation', but wonder why they strangle? Do offerings of love suffocate us?

[Frieda P]

That's where my head was exactly Claire, thanks :)

[John Alexander McFadyen]

That would be a thorny subject then? Great description of the different aspects of this complex flower. As others have said the artwork is lovely too.

[Frieda P]

At best, yes. There's a story behind the poem but I'll leave that for another day, I actually much prefer wildflowers. Thank you muchly...

[DrD]

No flower is more symbolic than the rose and yes, it does force upon us its contradictions in tradition and the reality of pain. Very well done.

[Frieda P]

Much appreciated, thanks so much.

[Sami Khalil]

I love your poem and your friend's art work too...
I like your definition of the rose...

[Frieda P]

Thank you kind sir.

[Sami Khalil]

My pleasure kind lady.

[fiery-san]

Awesome poem... it describes the nature of roses very well... I can't help thinking of the words... painful pleasure...

And tell your friend... he or she did an awesome job with the art...

[Frieda P]

Yes, all too often 'painful pleasure' it is....thanks.

[Coyote Poetry]

A beautiful description of a rose. The rose had many meanings. I enjoyed your description. Thank you for the excellent poem.
Coyote

[Frieda P]

Thanks coyote, means a lot, I admire your work so.

[ms. barrie]

eloquently captive write here, very profound in accuracy with how you indeed depict a rose. beautiful artwork, btw -- pen on and on

[Frieda P]

Thanks my friend, happy you enjoyed it.

[ms. barrie]

i always more than enjoy your incredible writing *s* -- sorry for lack of reviews, finally was able after five years to fit web dancer to music, was working on that, seems to be all set. will resume reviewing later on :)

[Frieda P]

Yes, I noticed your ocd kicked in again lol ;-) thanks, it's all good x

[ms. barrie]

LOL , just a little :) -- was a good distraction, had to get my mind off of things

[David Scott]

You show a desire for feeling the complexities of love.
"awe and allure if strangulation
replete with thorns that prick"
You present a rose that to many may not seem a rose, but the fragrance is intoxicating. A subtle and passionate write. I like how you accomplished this.

[Frieda P]

Thanks so much, it's always so nice when your intentions are understood, sometimes what's in my head doesn't always translate to pen very well...

[David Scott]

Translation recieved! :-)