Andrew Rose

Blood Lilys

Flowing white from lip to lip,
crimson calls from a sloping pit,
skin and dress
like kith and kin,
her ladys light
flowing from within,

It slowly creeps up the sides,
eating innocence as snow white lies,
tears adorn the pale cheeks,
evanescent in her final sleep,

Root by root
they replaced her skin,
a gods way was done,
and she was his,

A lilly like all the rest,
in a pool
where blood was water,
forever blessed

Poem Submitted: Saturday, April 5, 2008

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Comments about Blood Lilys by Andrew Rose

  • Holly Heron (10/11/2009 7:41:00 PM)

    This one is amazingly beautiful, love the imagery

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  • Max Kuvaev (11/26/2008 9:10:00 AM)

    I'm afraid I'm starting to repeat myself but it's beautiful. Every next poem of you I open impresses me so much! This particular one is so smooth and flowing. Thank you very much.

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