Curtis Moorman Poet Free verse

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The Sounds of a Rose

THE SOUNDS OF A ROSE

The Red Rose speaks softly
	with velvety smoothness, it beckons me
	come, hear my song of gladness
	as I sing a lullaby

The Yellow Rose has a sound of authority
	beware the thorns of life as you are
	pricked by unforeseen events
	tread carefully lest you stumble and fall

The Pink Rose is the rose of love shared
	it sighs gently like a lover caressed
	it glistens with dewdrops like tears of bliss
	and seeks to be lovingly cared for

The Purple Rose is a rose easily bruised
	its delicate nature makes it vulnerable
	the aroma it creates is sensuous, yet innocent
	treat it with care lest you crush its tender petals
	love it with a certain purity and it will be yours forever

The White Rose is the symbol of purity
	the voice is that of compassion
	as it pleads with all who see it
	be ye kind one to another

The Black Rose speaks in tones of finality
	as it coaxes one on their death bed
	come to me on your journey to eternity
	where will you spend eternity is his question

Embrace the sounds of the rose
	when each comes your way
	let them engulf you in the special manner
	yes, embrace the sounds of the rose

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Darlene De Beaulieu December 22, 2019 at 8:30 PM Hello Curtis Moorman,I did not realize that there so many types of roses. i only knew of the red,pink, white, yellow. I never heard of the others. I do like this poem abut my favourite flower. Thank you for creating this poem.Have a nice evening my friend. Merry Christmas. Darlene De Beaulieu December 23, 2019 at 11:54 AM Hello Curtis Moorman, the rose bush has orange blooms! Do they turn into roses later? I was just wondering. You look good for your age. Merry Christmas.Enjoy your day my friend. Curtis Moorman December 23, 2019 at 6:03 AM I have a rose bush in my yard that belonged to my deceased mother-in-law. It is approximately 92 years old and has orange blooms. I hope it out lives me, and I will be 77 on St. Patrick's Day, 2020.

Brooklyn Cruz November 16, 2019 at 2:02 PM I love this one, Curtis! It really captured my attention! Very sweet imagery :) Keep it up - Brooklyn Curtis Moorman November 16, 2019 at 2:23 PM Brooklyn, you are so gracious and I am so appreciative. If you had to choose your color, which rose would you be?

Gershon Wolf February 5, 2019 at 8:31 PM This is a beautiful poem Curtis! An instant FAVE for me. Wondrous. A gem! ~ gw Curtis Moorman February 5, 2019 at 8:56 PM Thanks, Gershon! After reading your excellent poem What's In A Name, I thought may like mine. Instant FAVE. --- WOW! What an honor!

Edward Ibeh December 26, 2018 at 2:18 PM Excellent poem, Curtis!;-) A fav for me! Curtis Moorman December 27, 2018 at 4:59 AM Thank you, Edward. Coming from a distinguished poet like you, it is certainly appreciated. Additionally, for it to be seen as a fav is even more humbling. I hope you had an outstanding Christmas holiday and that 2019 will prove to be the greatest year ever .... for all of us!

Andrea Dietrich December 5, 2018 at 5:36 PM It's a pleasant thought to imagine them all talking to us . We could say they have fragrant voices! Very nice, my friend. Curtis Moorman December 6, 2018 at 3:26 PM Thank you, Andrea, for that sweet response. Yes, it could be said that they have fragrant voices. A very nice analogy!

Mike Gentile December 5, 2018 at 8:33 AM What a lovely theme for a poem Curtis, a beautiful interpretation of nature!! Curtis Moorman December 5, 2018 at 10:41 AM Thank you, Mike! That is quite a compliment and I appreciate your response. I actually wrote it in 2012, but it is still around and commented on.

Curtis Moorman December 5, 2018 at 7:43 AM ^WW^ your kindness to this old 'jigger' is overwhelming. I appreciate your support because it lifts my spirits and makes me want to do an Irish jig or twist the night away. Back at you on the Happy Holidays my friend. I am pleased that Soup has allowed me to gather a group of people that I can call friend. The list is growing, but you have been on it since its inception. I admire your poetic nature and have learned much from you. Thanks, and Merry Christmas!

Winged Warrior December 5, 2018 at 6:40 AM Such gentle words are spoken by a rugged country jigger lol...a true poet you are my poetic brother...happy jigging lol...love & light Curtis...and Happy Holidays my good old buddy...^WW^

Jan Allison December 4, 2018 at 2:32 PM roses of all varieties are so beautiful but I much prefer carnations lol, love your interpretation of the purple rose very sensual indeed:-) hugs jan xx Curtis Moorman December 4, 2018 at 2:42 PM That's what I like about you Angel --- you say it right up front. I like carnations too, but have always been partial to roses. And, yes, I had hoped someone would see how sensual that description of the purple rose is. I'm so very glad it was you. That makes it all the better!

Constance La France December 4, 2018 at 2:31 PM Curtis, this is absolutely beautiful, I love all those colors of roses and this poem has to go in my FAVS, well done ~ Curtis Moorman December 4, 2018 at 2:39 PM Dear Heart, I just received a comment on another poem from a Soup member and she put it in her FAVS. WOW, 2 in a row! Thank you so much for that. It really makes me feel good. But, of course, you always are positive and encouraging and make me feel good. I appreciate your friendship.