Albert Ahearn Poet Verse

That Rose and I

Though a lone rose in yonder bed
Blooms all alone in remoteness
Its regal grace reaches beyond
Its small cultivated confines.
Its blood-red petals capture
Sensuous eyes of passerby's;
Thoughts of love materialize
And some are stricken teary-eyed
By measured memories of love.
Then there are those aesthetic hearts
Who are dazzled by its beauty.
As for me, I assume that rose:
The empathy I have for it
I become its flowery soul.

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Carol Sunshine Brown May 20, 2011 at 6:59 AM What a beautiful morning. The sun is finally shining, the birds are singing, and I am sharing my day with you reading your wonderful poetry. I hope you have a great weekend Albert. Love, Carol

Leighann Anderson May 20, 2011 at 4:10 AM I liked this verse, plus I love roses, I find them to have 2 faces due the flower being a sign of beauty but the thorns they have on the stems? Well, that to me tells that even beauty can be deceptive and cause pain. Well done!