As The Roses Turned To Brown Poem by ANDREW BLAKEMORE

As The Roses Turned To Brown

Rating: 5.0

I saw the last light ending
Of the love I'd treasured long,
The birds that rested in the trees
No longer had a song,
And there stood I without a friend
Alone within this town,
And watched the summer fading
As the roses turned to brown.

Their withered heads hung limply
As they draped unto the floor,
Those flowers there that gave me joy
Gave nothing anymore,
For through that mass of twisted thorns
Where all my hopes did drown,
I saw the pain unending
As the roses turned to brown.

When 'neath that arbour where we'd kissed
I thought you were my Queen,
Who'd be with me for evermore
Yet luck was cruel and mean,
Where once I'd felt just like a King
I lost my golden crown,
That melted to the sunset
As the roses turned to brown.

Ramesh T A 08 August 2009

I will be there with you my friend even if the rose turns brown and there will be rejuvenation and the return of love to you soon! Nice poem indeed!

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Shirley Woods 08 August 2009

Hi Andrew, What a beautiful poem - definitely a favourite of mine 10 ++++++.

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Frank James Ryan Jr...fjr 08 August 2009

Sterling pictorial here, Andrew....Frostesque, in style...and you pull it off well! FjR

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Ruth Walters 08 August 2009

A sad poem well written depicting how lonely the world can be when love is lost..... Ruth: o)

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A beautiful melancholy poem Andrew. Beautiful in that it melts my heart and tells a story with superb images. The refrain speaks to me and I will go back and read it again and again. Top marks! Karin Anderson

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Alison Cassidy 22 August 2009

Stunning image! And the poem was as melancholy as a Pierrot clown. Andrew sometimes I believe that we need the pain of loss and disillusion in order to create poems like this one - which capture the minor key with grace and finesse. Beautiful. Love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥

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Lynda Robson 21 August 2009

I found this so moving Andy, it bought a tear to my eye, proof how good your writing is, well composed my friend, 10 Lynda xx

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Whenever we are spurned love turns sour.Your poem really worked the image with your metaphor...a ten from me..

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Patrick A. Martin 17 August 2009

I think this is a great piece and I'm moving on to read more of you works

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Shashendra Amalshan 16 August 2009

very beautiful and moving piece Andrew.... filled with emotion... you have what it takes to touch the core of reader's heart sir.. so this is very touching and moving, , nice lines.. Yeah I honestly don't know what else to add.... a heartfelt poem.. regards shan

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