Cryogenic For M' Lady Catrina Heart Poem by ivor or ivor.e hogg

A frozen rose whose colour glows
beneath a crystal coat of ice.
How artistically it shows
a vision fit for paradise.

Still pleasing to the eyes of those
who see it shine amidst the frost.
Catatonic, comatose,
the only beauty it has lost.

Perfume appealing to the nose.
Its scented beauty frozen too.
Without its scent it’s still a rose
Although coated in frigid dew

But it will last until the thaw
then disappear for evermore.

7-Jan-09

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