Evocative.
Stalked in tall greenery, cupped as itself,
bud-tight seduction,
slowly unfurled petaled perfection opens
to show in this single rose
tender attention and fragile its presence
strongly pervades me in
essence of longed-for desire 'tho untold.
Secret scent-soaked bloom silent vibrates
as this clandestine rose
speaks its message from far-away hands
and treasured more
the intention to gently perfume my fated
surrender I leave
love's unspoken beguile as destiny stands.
Sweet evocative sign oh milky-white rose,
with allure disguised only providence knows.
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Author:
Fay Slimm. (
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- Comment from author about the poem: A bit of romantic pre-Raphaelite whimsey - - hope you enjoy.
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Fantastic, love the way it flows to its ultimate end.
Bless ya with many thank yous dear Paul - your comment on flow was just what I needed to know.
Loved it! Romantic, the lady reminds me of a younger (You) and the Rose is fragrant!
and lovely like your poem!
Ooooh am delighted to think I slightly resemble that famous lady painted so long ago dear Dove - - you are a sweetheart for thinking it and thank you loads.
'slowly unfurled
petaled perfection
opens, to show
in this single rose
tender attention'
just sublime wording
your lines go beyond imagery
they word
portrayals and depictions in
hammer-to-the-head
sensual Artistry,
my first read of years in 2022
what a great write, dear Fay
Happy New Year!
You are kinder than kind dear friend with your praises for my meagre efforts with words........ best of seasonal greetings to your good self too.
I like a bit of evoking - if I don't swoon! lol.
Glad you enjoyed the read dear Orchi.
An elegant yet a majestic poetry
A beautiful lady formed in my imagination
Ah - that will do nicely for me if you saw her in your poet' mind spills - she is a painting quite famous but I thought I would dress up her reasons for holding the rose.
The romance of young lady rose's perfumed blossoming readyness.... perchance to dream of handsome allured prince upon the horizon (while frogs await hopeful kisses).
So much more passionate than the 21st century version "Oi, i'm ready... come and get it".
Ha - you nailed the difference today in the way romance is portrayed dear Dusk - I much prefer the wording of yesteryear to be honest - both lady and suitor were discrete in their feelings of love.
Splendid, Fay.
Gentle read.
Wow!
Wonderful words Fay.
I love the Pre-Raphaelite painters.
Andy
Impressive writing , Fay! A touch of GM Hopkins here!
You nailed it Keith as a touch of one who has been a long-time inspiration to my writing efforts - - so pleased you like Gerard Manley too.
His technique of sprung rhythm is majestic - he's always been a favourite of mine - Windhover and God's Grandeur especially. Well done again!
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