Open Poetry #12 |
No Hold |
BloomingRose Member Elite
since 2000-08-09
Posts 3092Florida |
No Hold Among the roses in the evening dew thorns wrestle with her soul as passing sorrows call while peaceful whispers waltz once again in her heart for the love of heaven is on her mind where her baby sings in blue fields of serenity among ten thousand angels surounded by praises to the king near shores of silver and gold where death has no hold and roses never grow old BloomingRose |
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RMW Senior Member
since 2001-03-21
Posts 1424 |
Blooming Rose, I think that the absent of comment is a reaction to the suggestion, the hint of infant death. One hardly knows what to say. Bob |
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ethome Member Patricius
since 2000-05-14
Posts 11858New Brunswick Canada |
A poem filled with hope and expectation of the peace that comforts the soul. |
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Marge Tindal
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
BloomingRose~ 'while peaceful whispers waltz' What a BEAUTIFUL thought ! ~*Marge*~ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
Deb ... this is so very lovely ... such wonderfully written imagery laced with such serene spiritual undertones. well done poetess...nice to see you posting here again. oh you speak to me in riddles |
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Jellybean King Member
since 2001-03-07
Posts 153Jelly, Bean |
I think it's amazing how you used imagery to paint a story and a message without coming out and saying it...this was so artfully and tastefully done. In my mind's eye I could see a grieving woman in a garden of roses...coming to terms with the passing...then there is understanding and peace. I think this is one of the most touching descriptions of heaven that I have read...for heaven is also a state of mind. Thank you for sharing! Jellybean King |
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BloomingRose Member Elite
since 2000-08-09
Posts 3092Florida |
Bob~ Thank you for reading. A friend of mine lost her daughter recently, and her passing has many grieving. We know where she is so there is a measure of peace. ethome~ Hope. It's the key to peace that passes all understanding. Marge~ Thank you. You are always a sweet comfort. Jan~ I wanted to express peace through the storm of losing a child. I am glad you read that in the poem too. jellybean~ Thank you. Very kind words you give to me. |
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