Breath of a Rose

Is there no breath in a glowing rose's dream

After the night has scattered

None so fair warms a heart it seems

Or equals a breath

That matters

When the night is over in a golden sense

Climbing up above the sea

Would you care or take offense

If a dreaming rose

Could no longer breathe

What follows until the last light shines

Within all your memories

Inside small spaces are you so inclined

To be the dreaming rose

That still breathes

Do you dream willingly, continuing to bloom

After the night has scattered

As you take each breath do you presume

That which warms your heart

To be what matters

Reviews

[Abdul Aziz]

Interesting, for sure. A rose dreaming is certainly a unique image, and yet, it makes sense. As with all your poems, the imagery is spellbinding. However, I feel your urge to rhyme in this poem has disrupted the flow somewhat. That doesn't detract from the poem, though. Great work!

[Arthur Henn]

Inside small spaces are you so inclined

I love what that says

[Arthur Henn]

I'm a rose nut, I love roses of all kinds. I've always said that a rose is the closes a man will ever get to a womans sensuality without her presence.

I really like the photo you used with this writing Neva.

[Pollyanna]

If only to know what the rose dares to dream . . .

Beautiful, as always!

[Vanessa Rico]

"Do you dream willingly, continuing to bloom"

This line really got me. Many times my inspiration for writing comes from a dream, like my work "Untitled", which is loosely based on a dream I had. And this dream continues to bloom in my writing! This poem really made me think and I am immediately adding it to my library! Thank you for this: making me stop and think and remember that writing is not always easy, but I do want it to continue blooming! Much love to you as always!

[unknown]

I certainly hope the rose does not stop breathing....wonderful poem Neva :-)

[Rediscovery]

A most memorable read Neva, again, great job!

[Chris Smith Welshpoetcs]

Just like your poetry, the rose will forever blossum my friend.

[Zeitgeist Manifesto]

This is another great lesson on life...
You have great vision.