Ciaran Quirke

Roses Ii - Poem by Ciaran Quirke

Shapely and curvaceous lips,
Protruding at intervals to each other,
Circling, entranced, around it's nectar eclipsed,
They protect from an unwanted interloper.

All gazes it easily captures,
Creating a lingering desire, a lust, for it instills cupidity,
In all those who deem themselves suitors,
And in those who anguish at their abject inferiority.

It's stem finds honor in holding it's majesty,
The head of state, whose presence commands attention,
Demands respect, at all times, but by jealousy,
Does not receive appreciation.

But two faults this beauty owes,
To it's thorns, to it's egotistical pose.

Comments about Roses Ii by Ciaran Quirke

  • (9/7/2008 1:25:00 PM)

    I suppose this piece is supposed to increase the complexity of the first two verses in the firtst piece. It does succeed in that, bur not much else. It leaves a reader
    still wondering why he took the time.

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  • (6/23/2008 12:13:00 AM)

    absolutely have a beautiful way of looking at things...great work (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, June 22, 2008

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