The red rose
you plucked
just for me,
is now immortalized
standing fresh, in
my still life painting
in a vase,
smothered with oils
and admiration
on my canvas
fresh forever
in a frame
on the wall.
A wonderful narrative poem.The message is very clear that only the human talent can describe, through the arts the beauty hidden by The Lord in His creation.Lovely to read...........10++++++++
Very nice poem, good work. Greetings. Maria Barbara Korynt
I can see the rose through your eyes. A Poets eyes as ever I saw some. The vision transferred into words. To place their beauty for comparison. Who said that romance was now dead. It`s Alive for I see it writ sweetly. I thank you again for your simple praise. Have a great day because your deserving.
Two genres of art become one in this beautiful poem. I enjoyed reading 'A Rose', and I appreciate your kind comment you left for me as well :)
A nice portrait of paint by red rose....well said...Milica...10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Immortalised! Great poem. Px