And there were roses

A fragrant life well lived...

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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…

 

Reviews

[A.A.Romanczuk]

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...

[Valentine]

Came across this again and like it even more today as I see much more meaning in the beginning and then life's end. Valentine

[An owl on the moon]

I am deeply thankful to you for your kind words, and for finding this piece, hidden for so long. :)

[Dana Kathryn]

This is sweet and filled with memory...then bitter sweet and filled with love ..this has made me cry with real emotion! very good poem! :)

[A Soap Mess Stories]

Well written...love how you matched each stage of life with roses...

[Tarik]

You never cease to teach me what it means to be a visionary writer; Thanks Craig.

[Rachelmarie]

This is a gorgeously simple piece. the descriptions are beautifully executed.

the ONLY thing I have to say, and only because I know I hate it when people just comment saying, "good job!" without really saying anything of any significance, is that, with the stanza about white laced summer, did you mean for that to come across as like first time making love? or am I just reading way too much into that?

[KATHY SUE SILLS]

Craig, I really loved this poem. The feeling of being loved even at death! was so beautiful and peaceful! what a magical poem!!

[ice]

A timeline of colors and flowers... a brilliant life song.
Words like these, arranged thusly, the images conveyed, in soft music..stirring the emotions...poems, as is such, is why I love poetry.
Nameste
ice

[JanieB]

This is so sweet. Well done.

[JENY]

Wow….
Very delicate emotions….
You have woven them….
In a nice arrangement of lines….
Wonderful….

[SN]

What a beautifully penned write...
I think this is by far one of my favorites. You had me carefully reading each delicate word.