And there were roses

And there were roses

A Poem by An owl on the moon
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A fragrant life well lived...

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That first tender cry

Fresh sound in a fresh world

Covered in blood and wrapped in love

And there were roses

Pink fragrance of new life…

 

Sweet sixteen smiles

First kiss blushes

Movies and magic and starry skies

And there were roses

Yellow blooms in the hues of joy…

 

She wore white-laced summer

And he wore her kisses on his lips

Like a badge of honor

And there were roses

Like alabaster flames of devotion…

 

Her smile lingered

Amidst well-woven lines of life

His hand firmly held in hers

And there were roses

50 crimson blooms…

 

A tender peace lays soft

Her hands draped across her chest

Teardrops like pearls strewn down

And there were roses

Scented of heaven and angel wings…

 

© 2010 An owl on the moon


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This by far my favorite...I must hunt for the words to express my awe...oh..how You have bewitched me with this piece...I bow before Your talent, my friend...there is sweetness even in the last stanza that speaks of death...oh death.. sweetly strewn with fragile, fragrant roses...just another journey she had to make...oh how perfectly you match the hues of the roses to each stage...incredible...I am speechless...I would proudly write this on my walls...so beautiful...so beautiful...you've outdone yourself,Craig...simply wow...

Posted 10 Years Ago


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Wow Craig. Lovely. By far this is the best poem from you I've seen. Keep writing.
chey

Posted 10 Years Ago


This is beautiful. I love how this progresses...you penned this so well...simply gorgeous...

She wore white-laced summer
And he wore her kisses on his lips

Posted 10 Years Ago


great piece here Craig. I always carry around on my lips, the kisses of the one I cherish. her soft touch and fragrance fit this piece quite well.

Posted 10 Years Ago


A beautiful poem. Flowers mean so much in our life. Can mean great love or great sadness. I loved the language and the story in the words. A very good ending to a excellent poem.
Coyote

Posted 10 Years Ago


She wore white-laced summer
And he wore her kisses on his lips
Like a badge of honor

wow... such a masterful piece of love from beginning to end... but those lines above really got a hold of the romantic in me.

Posted 10 Years Ago


its so beautiful, using the flower language for your poem... great write!!!

Posted 10 Years Ago


Ah, so lovely, the hidden language of flowers has always fascinated me...

Posted 10 Years Ago


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. ah, a beautifully presented journey of life through your ink and the roses ... your words are always exquisite and ravishing ... perfect and flawless ... i think that heart of yours is the culprit ... :) ...

Posted 10 Years Ago


This is so beautiful. Going straight to my library.

Posted 10 Years Ago


It hadn't occured to me before, but yes, we do commemorate all major life-events with flowers, from beginning to end. Such poignant but beautiful thoughts.

Posted 10 Years Ago



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