Rose…the name of love

Vibrant Bloom,  Rose…the name of love

rose

Blood red, velvet layered plumes,
curled in symmetry’s loving loom,
enticing petals, opened to sweet sun’s dew,
as diamond pearls do cling
to morning’s breath,
and glisten as the light assumes
its morning rise and depth.

And as the light does rise
and shards splay out across the sky,
those petals open further still,
its yellow seeded heart a thrill,
that morning chill that greets
its sombre awakening
to nod to day’s beginning.

Then as those diamonds fade
to morning light,
and stretching petals absorb the warmth,
that bloom just stands tall, radiant,
and delivers joy from gloom,
and life assumes those thorns,
her protective hands in waiting.

So none shall spoil this beauty,
this adoring red vibrant bloom,
because it sets a heart to wonder,
of loving thoughts and romance attuned
to beauty’s glorious splendor,
beneath the sun’s deft hand,
in this, a garden wonderland.

Tony DeLorger © 2016

Tony DeLorger

Full time author, freelance writer, poet and blogger since 1999. Twenty one published works, past winner of 'Poet of the Year' on HubPages, 'Poem of the Year' on The Creative Exiles, writer for Allpoetry.com, Google+, tonydwtf.blogspot.com.au
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Tony DeLorger

Full time author, freelance writer, poet and blogger since 1999. Twenty one published works, past winner of 'Poet of the Year' on HubPages, 'Poem of the Year' on The Creative Exiles, writer for Allpoetry.com, Google+, tonydwtf.blogspot.com.au videos on YouTube and book sales on website thoughtsforabeautifulmind.com, Amazon and digitalprintaustralia.com.au/bookstore

4 thoughts on “Rose…the name of love

  • July 26, 2016 at 12:23 AM
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    Oh, so very beautiful, Tony. The Rose, there is no flower more a beautiful symbol of love. This is such a lovely and inspirational verse. Warms the embers of my heart, it does. Magnificent work.

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  • July 26, 2016 at 11:55 AM
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    Love this…
    ‘As diamind pearls do cling
    to morning’s breath,
    and glisten as the light assumes
    its morning rise and depth.’

    Nothing more beatiful than a petal
    touched with the eye of dew.

    Beautiful piece. Have you ever smelled a Sterling Rose?… such a lovely fragrance.
    Enjoyed.

    Best,
    Mel

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  • July 27, 2016 at 2:31 AM
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    I may have Mel, I never know their names but my ex mother-in-law has a wonderful garden with about 20 odd different rose bushes. Our state is often referred to as the Rose state. Glad you enjoyed it my dear poet.

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