Purple Rose

Purple Rose

A Poem by Fran Marie

a rose.by any other name
 might smell as
sweet~ but not this rose..
she knows only
sadness ..simply not 
the same as others
 you may know,
                 with

her hue shone low 
no light penetrates
 darkness when
one is left alone

                caught

in the rain of another 
mundane day ..
her parfume charm 
washed away in a
drizzle of loneliness

              one can

only guess the unrest 
felt ..the duress dealt
struggling with wet
laden petals ..beneath
the deluge of misery
                
                   yet

  she vows to bloom once again







             

© 2021 Fran Marie


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Love how you weave the idea of purple as being melancholy, along with a rose that can be so fleeting, to symbolize how life's little bursts of happiness are only punctuation marks along a dreary pathway, but a bloom is still worth yearning toward! (((HUGS)))

Posted 3 Weeks Ago


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  Fran Marie

3 Weeks Ago

Thanks Margie for reading I see what
you mean ..so spot on with your keen
Insight on.. read more



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Yes....even in the midst of trial and turmoil you will come through on the positive side...just like your beautiful poem! ~Sharon

Posted 1 Week Ago


  Fran Marie

1 Week Ago

Thank you Miss Sharon, for your kind words..i s o appreciate it;
Love the color purple, like how you used it in this write...
awesome writing

Posted 1 Week Ago


  Fran Marie

1 Week Ago

Purple and red are my favorite colors
Thanks Kaykey so much for reading
Love how you weave the idea of purple as being melancholy, along with a rose that can be so fleeting, to symbolize how life's little bursts of happiness are only punctuation marks along a dreary pathway, but a bloom is still worth yearning toward! (((HUGS)))

Posted 3 Weeks Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

  Fran Marie

3 Weeks Ago

Thanks Margie for reading I see what
you mean ..so spot on with your keen
Insight on.. read more
There is a sadness here woven throughout the poem but there is also hope for the future in the final line. Life is like that. We have periods of sadness mixed in with true happiness. We have to take the rough with the smooth. A beautiful pen Fran.

Chris

Posted 1 Month Ago


  Fran Marie

1 Month Ago

Thanks Chris so very much I
so appreciate your kind review
Chris Shaw

4 Weeks Ago

Always a pleasure to read you Fran:)
ever notice how us poem people seem sad?....we commiserate it seems....I like your desire poem....that was fun....stars and flowers atcha✨💐

Posted 1 Month Ago


  Fran Marie

4 Weeks Ago

yeah we poet people can't be happy all the time we need to add a little drama and make those poems p.. read more
A beauty! An allegory of sudden sadness, as if something bad just happened, as if someone close to her has done something to create her misery.... her spirit is low; "no light penetrates darkness" another low day, her perfume fades from the day she sprayed herself in happiness; she stays close to darkness until the day she is ready to bloom once more. So fantastic, dream-like; but with hope at the end.
Best, B

Posted 1 Month Ago


  Fran Marie

1 Month Ago

Many Thanks Betty I s o appreciate;
Betty Hermelee

4 Weeks Ago

You're very welcome Fran
Breathtaking. I love the line 'her hue shone low'. That's how I feel on my low days

Posted 1 Month Ago


  Fran Marie

1 Month Ago

Thanks EJ. so very much;
A powerful story written in your words dear Fran. I have English roses in my yard. I cut from my Grandfather bushes and now. I have a yard filled with them. A sad rose will bloom in the Spring. Maybe find better days? Thank you dear friend for sharing the amazing poetry.
Coyote

Posted 1 Month Ago


  Fran Marie

1 Month Ago

There will be better days hopefully
thanks for the reviews on my poetry
I do so appre.. read more
Coyote Poetry

2 Weeks Ago

I love your work and you are welcome dear Fran.
What excellent hope you express here! Often our colors are dampened, or they wither and fade. But where there is life, there is always a chance to bloom again. Your last line captured this perfectly.

Posted 1 Month Ago


  Fran Marie

1 Month Ago

yes; there's always that chance to bloom
again..maybe not as brightly..but still bloom ..than.. read more
Very grateful for the last line in this one. The preceding sounded very much like a depressive episode. When one can vow to bloom again, though, you know the sun will shine again eventually.

Posted 1 Month Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

  Fran Marie

1 Month Ago

Thanks John; I'm not now but have been depressed in.the past..thought I'd write
about that da.. read more

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Fran Marie

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