Such an Enigma

By Art of the Diver

Fri, 25 Oct 2013
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She deftly tore the petals, from a perfectly scented rose

scattering them purposefully across the room, her bed

hoping for a propitious reaction to her invitation

anticipation’s outcome for what should be, an act of love

He, pondered deeply, the thought of what it must really mean

to the rose…

her naked beauty ravaged, violated and torn; now lying forlornly detached

so lost to all possibility of any future rose moment, or any bee!

this once perfect mauve rose - such an enigma…

what else dies so silently thus enabling love; to remain so delightfully mysterious?

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* Words by Rob Pearldiver *

Copyright © 2013 Art of the Diver with all rights reserved.

Certificate 15
Poem
Those Small Things That Count
Love

Comments

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

This poem had a medieval feel to it Rob,  or I could imagine the poem set to a Pre-Raphaelite painting called;  'The Briar Rose.'   The painting was inspired by Charles Perrault's fairy tale:-  The Sleeping Beauty one of my favourite fairy tales.  I really enjoyed reading and took so much from this poem.  One I could return to many times.   Thank you for sharing.  Jenny.

 

Submitted by Art of the Diver on

I am humbled by the compliments and depth of your review Jenny, as this piece was intended to be thought provoking, especially in regard to his response to her invitation.  I feel very lucky that you enjoy my works and I must at least offer you a seasonal concessional ticket to visit as many times as you feel the urge to smiley

I am familiar with the painting and its beauty, so once again I must thank you for your kind words... take care... Rob