WHITE ROSE (I.P.)
By kheldar
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The yellow sun candescent
Illumes a church crowned hill,
A white clad bride approaches
She shines yet brighter still.
She glides into the churchyard
Passed graves in ordered rows,
No flower left in tribute
Compares to this white rose.
The way divides before her
The church lies to her right,
Yet she takes the left-hand way
Where goes this rose in white?
She stops before a wooden cross
It marks a fresh filled grave,
Her bridegroom lies beneath it
A soldier proud and brave.
One day beyond their wedding
He rode his horse to war,
Just one night together
Yet fate decreed 'no more'.
Her hand slips 'neath her bodice
A knife lies nigh her breast,
She raises it t'ward heaven
Then smites it to her chest.
A single tear slips down one cheek
She's on the cusp of death,
A smile plays upon her lips
She draws her final breath.
So it is this sad white rose
Has said farewell to pain,
Upon her gown of purest white
There blooms a deep, dark stain.
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COPYRIGHT DM PAMMENT 29th JULY 2010
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Great IP piece.
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Some lovely imagery and
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That's where you fall down
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I like this. Sad but
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David - another masterpiece
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Such beautiful use of
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new Kheldar Really enjoyed
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Kheldar, its lovely! Thank
"I will make sense with a few reads \^^/ "
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Wow David am glad, its
"I will make sense with a few reads \^^/ "
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