A Single White Rose

A single white rose stands, swaying in wheezy wind
Got a glimmering glimpse of it in the dewy dawn. 
On the carpet of green, as a dreamy dame she swings,
Demure and slightly bent on a magical monsoon day.

A fine flower with petite petals, delicate,
Yet sheltered by sharp stinging thorns that pierce. 
Rain drops drip off her vaporous velvety face
As unanticipated tears rush down from one’s eyes. 

She is fairer far than anything one can spot 
Her petals, so silky and soft, spun by angels of heaven.
Oh, symbol of grace, you rock me in dazzling delight,
And in me a thousand poetic fancies ignite!

appreciationbeautyflowerfree verse

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Jay Narain

July 28, 2026 at 11:05 AM

Excellent poem. The roses will love it.

Sam Kauffman

July 27, 2026 at 11:45 AM

Dearest Valsa, your images are as beautiful as a white rose. You did a marvelous job with the contest requirements, "dewy dawn," "petite petals." Beautiful word sounds that speak of this beautiful white rose. I have four white rose bushes that I love! Best wishes for the contest. Blessings and hugs, dear friend. So wonderful sitting in the garden with you!

Andrea Dietrich

July 27, 2026 at 1:53 AM

This is a gorgeous write, Valsa. I finally wrote one too. Just not putting it up till the last minute!

Sotto Poet

July 26, 2026 at 2:43 AM

This is a great poem, dear Valsa; its central topic is the contrast between beauty and imperfection, as portrayed by the sight of a single white rose. The theme digs into the flower's fragile but tough character, stressing its divine appeal against its shielding, thorny facets. Good luck with the contest.