The Frozen Rose

Just something I Wrote

The Frozen Rose

 

That Frozen Rose

That is down near the old lake

Which is now frozen

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This Frozen Lake

Freezes everything near it

So that rose lies their dripping

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That Frozen Rose

Lies their

The ice never melts

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The river doesn’t melt

Nothing around it melts

Their is nothing that will make this melt

Rose or River Melt

Author's Note

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Reviews

[Jordan]

I love it. I am not sure if you were talking about love or if you got your inspiration from a rose, but it is well written and leaves you hanging on for me until the last line.. Wonderful! :)

[Demetria.Ro$e.Hathaway]

Amzing Poem
I like the last Bit the best:
"The river doesn’t melt
Nothing around it melts
Their is nothing that will make this melt
Rose or River Melt"
Exsalent :-)

[TAO]

maybe I am wrong... Love? The Rose? Nothing can get through, because the ice won't melt? I'm sure you have your own meaning, as we all do, but what I take from it is...pain and desire. Beautiful, Ms.

[Wicahpi]

okay but "Their" is "there"...
sounds like where I live; everything is frozen.
I'm thinking in Australia maybe 'there' is 'their' lol I don't know :)

[Eric Cox]

Cool poem. Excellent imagery.

[Yani De Los Reyes]

Wow. :D

[cartera]

Very good. For someone who live in Victoria to write of a frozen rose is quite something. The image is a striking one. Questions are raised: has the rose reached full flowering? Will the rose ever become any fuller/ more beautiful? Was the freezing sudden or did it creep up over time? Did the rose give up?
When the very thing that allows the rose to keep a semblance of its beauty: i.e. the freezing, thaws, the rose will rot, or melt as you say. Yet the rose has already conveyed something to someone that ensures it shall never melt. What?
Well done.

[Salvatore Buttaci]

Hauntingly good! The repetition of the word "melt" moves the reader smoothly along.

[Kyle]

I felt frozen by the lake, your imagery was very clear well done