Phil Soar

Freshman - 2,442 Points (28.06.1952)

The Rose


The fragrance of the rose was beautiful and touched the senses magically,
The velvet softness of petals immersed my feelings with such intensity it almost made me cry,
And the very essence of them being around me filled me with hope,
And although helpless,
My eyes failed to witness the scene.

Drinking in the majesty, I found myself feeling like Royalty,
Whilst everything around me flew by in some frantic scene,
I waited.
Whilst my senses overtook the aroma and got ahead of me,
Waiting for that next euphoria,
Raising my every feeling, and lightening my way,
Like some torch of sight
And yet, although dark, I could see it,
In my mind,
And the peace that it brought me, was overwhelming.
I sat alone amongst the fragrance,
Blissfully unaware that no-one really saw me,
Or warranted me a look,
Of pity, or otherwise sought to gain my opinion.

It did not matter, for although I could not see,
The very effervescence of it all took my breath away..

A rose by any other name, shall sharpen my senses, and make all the colours as one.

In my mind, it was relevant to the day,
And will forever stay in my mind.
It brought me joy.

Submitted: Monday, August 25, 2014

Topic of this poem: rose

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  • Freshman - 1,270 Points Jacqueline Nash (8/25/2014 7:16:00 AM)

    Lovely, and all this from a rose which gave great pleasure to a blind person. Just goes to show the best things in life are free. Beautifully written with your chosen words adding to it's ambience. (Report) Reply

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