Lillian B. Rose (Virgo. / Wisconsin)
Biography of Lillian B. Rose
A decendant(the only daughter) of Tiger: the rabbit (chinese astrology) and Turtle: The Leo(western astrology) , A catholic (Christian) who believes that life is going to have potholes, and mountians but when we steady each other they are less noticable. I am in my early thirties and I have been writing pieces for about 23 years. Rarely seeking publication. This is my first time releasing my work under my Pen Name: Lillian B. Rose. For prose see www.writing.com/LillianB.Rose
Too often the things I write cause a waves of callous remarks to float around me. It is the reason I write under a pen name. To quiet the gossip circles.
'The course of love never did run smooth.' is a very true statement when you consider me as a poet but never for lack of trying. And the one who gave me his heart is the only one to attempt it. He is the one for me, but I wonder at times if I am still the one for him.
Lillian B. Rose's Works:
Any published work is under my birth name.
New Poems
Popular Poems
- 2 AM (1999)
- A Blend of Color (2001)
- A grief shared (2006)
- A Quiet Morning (2008)
- Abstraction (2007)
- Affirmations(2002-2004)
- Ageless Laughter (2000-2001)
- As The Wet Sand.....(untitled 6: 1999)
- As we sought out love (2012)
- Beyond the Sea (2005)
- Christmastime (2009)
- Crash, Bang, Oops, Sorry (spring of 2004...
- Disapproved Mistakes (2009)
- Don't You Know! (2009)
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The Ancient Knight(2005)
Once more at the ledge
Staring into the ravine
Wishing to let go of this life
But your voice has steadied me
I reach back my wary hand
And you guide me from the edge
Recalling verse my pen did make
when last we stood here, friend