Sunday, December 5, 2010

Breath of a Rose - Dec. 5, 2010


Breath of a Rose

Is there no breath in a glowing roses dream
After the night has scattered
None so fair warms a heart it seems
Or equals a breath
That matters

When the night is over in a golden sense
Climbing up above the sea
Would you care or take offense
If a dreaming rose
Could no longer breathe

What follows until the last light shines
Within all your memories
Inside small spaces are you so inclined
To be the dreaming rose
That still breathes

Do you dream willingly, continuing to bloom
After the night has scattered
As you take each breath do you presume
That which warms your heart
To be what matters

Copyright *Neva Flores @2010

14 comments:

johnnydod said...

Wonderful, the breath of a rose is magic indeed

Neva Flores said...

Thank you Johnny :))

BBB said...

A beautiful write, Neva! :)

Neva Flores said...

Thank you BB :)

Juan said...

Who would not want a delicate perfume smell ? So fragant poem.

phyllis said...

All the wonder of Roses

Louis Brown said...

Of Roses...
And to think they don't ask how
They just bloom upon the bough...

Louis Brown

lorilynn said...

i breathe this poem with a dreamy smile. you have this well penned. this one is magical.

Betcha said...

each word seemed to flow through my whole body ,was amazing feeling ,reading and taking within .

Wonderful and touch with Beauty

Neva Flores said...

Thank you to everyone that has commented

Kate Smedley said...

Stunning work again Neva.

ensemble5 said...

You have the beauty of words dear Neva .. and this poem is superb!

Anonymous said...

Spectacular poem!

Great photo that matches the words, you are wonderful poetess...Z.M.

revivor said...

asking deep questions in a powerful way