Valerie Dohren (13 January 1947 / Southport)
Poems by Valerie Dohren : 139 / 168
The Rose
Calm the night and stilled the sea
Bathed in its tranquility
A fleeting glimpse of death`s repose
Gently stirred the sleeping rose
(But still too blind to understand
I let it wither in my hand)
The lifeless form fell to the earth
There again to find new birth
For withered though the rose may be
Its seed lives on eternally
Valerie Dohren
Submitted: Wednesday, February 08, 2012
Edited: Wednesday, February 08, 2012
Poems by Valerie Dohren : 139 / 168
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some roses wither. some roses bloom. only time will tell whether this rose's seed shall wither or bloom!
roses are a beauty to behold.. :)
Beautifully written.
Great subject. Good flow, I feel the melody.
A gentle and soothing philosophy.
Again, lovely.
Beautiful! ! ! Life is eternal.
excellent depiction/a good poem!
Classic! Tell me anything, I 'll accept it! You are the Rose! Thank you!
A really wonderful poem. A great poem.
May i invite you to read my new poem called,
Time machine.