One Last Rose

glanced at one last rose in my garden! deep crimson velvety petals - incandescent as luminous horizon at sunset, mystifying as the shadow of amber clouds glowing as the colour of my pulsating, fluttering heart ~ at the delightful thoughts of being with my beloved. summer is leaving ~ magical rose bush almost abandoned... one last flower bursting with radiant hues, still smiling a ravishing smile ~ last dance of a ballerina ~ a jubilant performance of a creative soul, before the curtain finally drops and the performer fades away with a departing bow. reminding the inevitability of separation, decay and death. It is alone and lonely... swaying and twirling on a brittle branch final witness of the rejoicing, I see the solitary beauty, bravely waiting to join its clan..... I will wait to see the resurgence of a new bud ~ I will wait, and not despair. Edited From " Last Rose" (written on November 30, 2020) For "Rose" Contest Sponsor: Robert James Liquori