Oh Red Rose,blow your petals to the wind windblown rose so fragile,yet boldly strong In my direction, let romance begin Velvet petals flowing in with love's song.
Winter's dark gray tones, make need of your face A lovely Red Rose of delicate grace On emerald stem, your green pedestal you flourish with life, love's radiant glow.
Roses bring sunshine and chase blues away I'll await your sweet scent,with each new breath Tho~snow falls now,I sense your presence fresh
Softly glide to me, make my heart beat gay. Awaken my spirit, lying deep within Oh Red Rose, throw your petals to the wind.
I like this. Sonnets usually aren't my thing but you pulled it off well. I like your concluding line and the way that it ties in with the title. Your use of language also serves its purpose well and adds an older and more Shakespearian air to the work. The last couplet is wonderful in the way that it ties everything up in a neat bow, bringing us full circle back to your introduction. I believe in the power of nature to lift our spirits. Plants are resilient when they need to be, especially roses, which are actually a great deal more sturdy than one would anticipate. Roses have lasted the longest in one piece long after they have died, than any other flowers that I have kept. Roses hold on to life, or at the very least, retain enough moisture, to outlast their peers. I loved the way you spoke of roses because even though they are common, they are the symbols of romance and of course, are quite beautiful regardless. If it weren't for roses, The Divine Comedy wouldn't be hardly as good, or, for younger reviewers, The Beauty and the Beast wouldn't have been nearly as spectacular or visual stimulating. Great write! I really enjoyed this. I love the use of old styles because it adds something original. I mean, I am fond of the newer works, but there is still a special place in my heart for the classical styles of old and this piece fits nicely with them. As I read through it I was reminded of my British Literature course in high school as well as my Western Literature course in college. To be able to evoke memories from me is a difficult task and yet the classics have an ability to do this to me quite often. I was taken aback at getting to remember those fond days. Thanks for helping me recall them and good job crafting this piece! -Kenji Light
This is such a sweet song like piece. I could so easily heard this put to music. I really liked the way it flowed and nearly brought tears to my eyes to think of this in the sense of a reality to have known. I think this was a beautiful piece and speaks of love and admiration for someone that is held so dear to your heart. The pure emotions that are conveyed is inspiring in themselves and to have this in a style of a story that is so easily felt as something I have known makes me stop and just say wow.
While I enjoy all your poetry, when you write sonnets, they are consistently my favorites. This is exquisite, Fran..and the graphic you chose to accompany your words is so pretty. Lydia
This is beautiful and very, very inspiring to me. The words flow like music and makes me want to write something. I love your style with this, it's perfect!
Oh red rose blow your petals to the wind
windblown rose so fragile,yet boldly strong ... wow, breathtaking ...
Such devotion and love stems from this adoring write. On Christmas day, I had a beautiful red rose bloom in my garden. I was feeling very fortunate and now even more so after reading your poem. I just love the hope you put into the rose here. They are such magnificant creations of nature. Your poem hit the spot in my heart that I've always had for garden roses, blooming even more so with your delicate words.
Very pretty. It has a nice positive flow to it. I especially like "Awaken my spirit, lying deep within Oh red rose, throw your petals on the wind." Nice.