Poe-A-Tree Hop
Roy Durham is author of Roy's Garage Sell and Auction. He also is the creator of the Poe-a-tree Hop. This Hop's theme is 'Rose, the flower of Love'.
If you would like to participate, jump in and be sure to leave your link at Roy's site on his linky tool so we can all enjoy your contribution!
I AM A ROSE….
I was a bud
Ready to blossom
Unfurling to the world
Innocent and naïve
Pleasure was mine
To give and receive
Then one day
Along came my love
Your touch,
Your gentle hands
Sent me on a pirouette
I bloomed
In all my glory and splendor
Crimson intensified…
I shimmered and swayed
To your every move
I was the rose
Whole and complete
You were mine
The world was mine
Till a day came
You let go…
As I fell from my heaven
To become one with
The dust
I withered and shrunk
My petals, my pride
Faded and crumbled
My cries lost in the wind
I lay there in my agony
Hoping and wishing
To be scooped again
In arms gentle and warm
To be born again
And fulfill my destiny
Aaahh the pain of the one we love letting go... The pain we feel while we wait for their arms to scoop us up again...
ReplyDeleteBeautiful ... sad ... and very close to home
<3
I soo completely understand this. You have a beautiful way with words.
ReplyDeleteDebbie thank you. Somehow had you and your post in mind while I wrote this on an impulse.
ReplyDeleteThank you Jan. Hope you are feeling better
ReplyDeleteBeautiful...
ReplyDeleteThank you Corrine
ReplyDeleteYou have given a new dimension altogether with this beautiful post...you will find a way,and I know it will happen soon,you deserve much more and I guess letting go is the only way out here,no matter how much it hurts.
ReplyDeleteI could see the birth of a love symbol in its own beautiful way in ur words.. lovely one.. sweet one.. & indeed a thoughtful one :)
ReplyDeleteThank you Alpana always for your well wishes
ReplyDeleteThank you so much Monu
ReplyDeleteAn affair with a rose....
ReplyDeleteTotally Savira! Thank you
ReplyDeleteI can feel the pain in your words Rimly. 'In arms gentle and warm; To be born again'..beautiful visual :)
ReplyDeleteBeautiful words coming from a beautiful heart :) I hope that you will again have the opportunity to blossom, opening up to the world around you and be surrounded by love and warmth.
ReplyDeleteMissed your poems Rimly! This is another one of your masterpieces...well done!!
ReplyDeleteyour command of the pen is amazing thank you for joining the hop god bless
ReplyDeleteThank you Mary. This poem was one of those impulsive ones!
ReplyDeleteHi Nelieta missed your comments. Thank you as always. xoxo
ReplyDeleteRoy I wasn't planning on joining this time so this was one of those impromptu ones! Thank you. God bless
ReplyDeleteI love thise..beauty and sadness in one... As always...XOXOXOXOXO
ReplyDeleteThank you Bonnie. Love you. xoxo
ReplyDeleteYou work is as beautiful as you are my dear lady! Love and blessings to you! *huggles*
ReplyDeleteYour words shadow over me so that I want to wrap my arm around you, and tell you that the rose will bud again with a beautiful fragrance :)
ReplyDeleteSweet Rimly, loves' thorns have made you bleed. That's the thing about roses, they have so many thorns, yet who can resist the urge to pick that rose and hold it close.
ReplyDeleteYour poem was powerful and splendid. I felt the prick and the blood running down my arm...but it will never stop me from harvesting roses <3
Rimly, your poem is absolutely stunning! The imagery caught my imagination and my heart. Just beautiful!
ReplyDeleteBlessings!
I always love reading your words. This is beautiful.
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Beautiful
ReplyDeleteDear Lisa thank you so much. Bless you for saying such nice things about me. xoxo
ReplyDeleteAnna your words give me hope to blossom again and find love. Thank you so much for your wonderful comment
ReplyDeleteLeah thank you for your beautiful words. Yes who can resist a rose despite its thorns
ReplyDeleteMartha thank you so much.
ReplyDeleteMari thank you
Jan thank you
..beautiful woven words..Rimly..
ReplyDelete..when lips stop speaking and soul start talkin..der is creation of poetry..
..here d latter does..
..make it talk more often..
..keep writing... :) ;)
You do the same , write soul poetry Riggs. Always look forward to reading them. Thanks a ton
ReplyDeleteOutlier, Your rose broke my heart with its cry, a sad and love filled poem. Beautiful to the core, like you <3
ReplyDeleteThank you my Outlier. This was one of those on the spot poems. I wasn't planning on joining the hop this time.
ReplyDeleteBeautifully written. Loved the background of your blog. God bless :)
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lovely ... and broken hearted ... ;-(
ReplyDeleteThank you Shreya for visiting and reading. Thought I would make it roses since the hop is about roses.
ReplyDeleteHi Linda thanks. Me too :((
ReplyDeleteRimly,
ReplyDeleteI feel your pain my love i feel it more then you will ever know....
You are truly a beautiful rose.
xoxox
jessica
Rimly...a beautiful metaphor...the bud of the rose...new love, the unfurling of the flower...discovery...doing the dance..petals turning to dust, the pain of love lost, pierced by the thorns of a stem and feeling alone on the wind...the petals must be shed to be born again...only then " I Am A Rose"....Perfect...
ReplyDeleteJust as beautiful as a rose, both you and this lovely poetry!!
ReplyDeleteJessica thank you so much. I guess we are all roses in a metaphorical sense
ReplyDeleteThank you Leeann, this was such an on the spot poetry that I never really thought through but you are right it is a metaphor of discovery and loss and being born again. Thank you for understanding
ReplyDeleteSwati thank you for your wonderful comments always. Muuuahhhhh....
ReplyDeleteHello.
ReplyDeleteBittersweet yet expressed beautifully.
Thanks for sharing.
Heaven Is You
O mine!! How painful and beautiful!!
ReplyDeleteBautiful Rimly!
God Bless U!!
O mine! So painful and beautiful Rimly!
ReplyDeleteGod Bless U!!
Love
Mani
Thank you Andy. It was indeed bitter sweet. :))
ReplyDeleteThank you Mani. God bless you too
ReplyDeleteBeautiful poem filled with love, heartbreak, and the desire to love again. Psssion like the rose withers but in time will bloom again. Love and pain go together and we can't have one without the other. Lovely words!!
ReplyDeleteBeautifully crafted!You say so much through this gem of a poem!It silently covers both the pleasure and pain of Love- the heavenly fragrance and also the prick of thorn!....
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Thank you David. Missed your comments on my poems. So true love and pain go hand in hand.
ReplyDeleteThank you Portia. To love one has to go through pain too.
ReplyDeleteRimly, you ARE a rose! The metaphor suits you to a tee. And you are so in your element in the poetry writing, in full bloom!
ReplyDeleteThank you so much Debra. Reading this comment has made my day. Love you
ReplyDeletevery vivid imagery...i'm joining in.
ReplyDeleteofflate,inspired by poets by like u i created my own blog..do have a look friends
http://floating-expressions.blogspot.com/
Thank you Rohit for visiting Journey and commenting. Looking forward to reading your blog.
ReplyDeleteI am a pile of petals just waiting to be scooped up. I love your imagery here. :)
ReplyDeleteThank you Rachel. Aren't we all awaiting discovery? :)))
ReplyDeleteThe Rose will bloom again, and fulfil its destiny, for not a single one dies without spreading it's fragrance, and be sure, the fragrance will give rise to love somewhere in this world :)
ReplyDeleteLovely poem :)
Almost made me go into one of my rare romantic reveries, you know it's difficult to get me out of the dark ;) :D
God Bless!
Hi Terry glad I could get you out of your dark world for awhile with this poem. Thank you so much for your lovely comment
ReplyDeleteThis post truly reaped attention and I feel that you've been scooped back to your right place soul sis.
ReplyDeleteAs I read your poetry, it's like hearing your voice in there...it is filled with emotions... you're the most beautiful emotional rose I've ever met :)
Thank you from one rose to another
ReplyDeleteThank you Anna for your well wishes. I hope so too. xoxo
ReplyDeleteRimly - i now share my secret, my marriage may be over (january 2011), my heart still sad, but my life has a new vigour, determination and belief. I not only believe in myself, i also love myself (proud of my ego) and know so many wonderful things await me in the future. You are so beautiful and talented, the world is your oyster
ReplyDeleteLarry thank you so much. I dont know what to say.
ReplyDeleteWow -- you have such a way with words!
ReplyDelete...my cries lost in the wind
Its as if the pain will never end! The image at the end fits perfectly.
Thank you Amy. When I wrote this poem, I thought of a rose that is so often callously thrown despite its beauty
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