Acrostic Rose Poems

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Red and white or pink and yellow too,
Orange, purple, two toned - even blue,
Scented petals, fragrant and divine:
Ev’ry rose was plucked to make her mine.

Copyright © jack horne | Year Posted 2011

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 Tears fall from the rose,
 On autumn's eve her sadness grows
 Under a sky painted gray
 Crimson petals take to the wind
 Her beauty hushed by autumn's chill


Copyright © Joseph May | Year Posted 2017

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MYSTIC ROSE Muses sent via conquest. You have your desire. Squaddie of a definite stance This you would deny. Is it the way I interweave Crusading my cause? Rousing your intellect seem to be not that hard. Ornery is a word I dare not apply. So I enter your challenges with a purpose in mind. Every gale I have partaken, I seem to always leave denied. Mystic Rose, you are highly favored. I like the ideals you compile. So I will enter those that captures the signs of the times. ____________________________________________________ Penned January 30, 2015!

Copyright © Verlena S. Walker | Year Posted 2015

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B lindfolded he leads her down the hall,
A nticipation makes her start to giggle.
T here he lets her dress slide slipping to the floor,
H anding her a red rose he removes the blindfold.

F ascination shows in her excited face,
O ver the floor is a carpet of rose petals,
R ed candles have turned the washroom into a spa.

T he scent of perfumed water fills their senses,
W ater spills as he draws her into the tub.
O ne heart and one soul become one.

Written by Brenda Meier-Hans 
Regina Riddles Contest: Romantic Acrostic
1st place win 

Copyright © Brenda Meier-Hans | Year Posted 2014

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I'd like to dedicate this Acrostic to you.
Now you I appreciate, but here's a clue.
So journey with me to a place of pure bliss.
Answer my poetry, and I'll give you a poetic kiss!
Notice my creativity comes from mi corazon.
Enter heaven with me, and I'll never leave you alone!

Remember, love is the ultimate truth, all else is a lie.
Ordinarily it would take more that a woman's words to satisfy.
So unselfishly I give you a nice piece of me.
Eternally we will be, if you just follow the words in my poetry!

Copyright © Jimmy Anderson | Year Posted 2011

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Red roses and chocolates for you
On Hearts Day, lovely things I wanna do
Sweet kisses while dancing, playing our love songs
Embracing you so dearly, in my heart for so long

Another wonderful things I wanna give
Precious, so delicious. Hope they aren't your peeves
Picked three for you, like my heart in rosy-red
Love, love, love. Listen to my heart beats
Embracing you again, I love you so dearly, my sweet
Special you are to me - every hour every minute

February 26, 2017   7.30 pm

Before February ends, I wanna great you all warmly a very/super belated Happy, happy Hearts Day!
 A simple gifts for you all: 3 rose apples in heart shapes, roses…etc. Most especially,  my love, prayers and my humble  greetings poem inspired by rose apples. They say, rose apples are good for health and I’m trying to eat more every day. Sharing 3 rosy ones for you!

 Love you all! God bless! Please forgive me for the very late gifts and greetings. 

Copyright © Galeo DS | Year Posted 2017

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            And of all the roses there is none more lovely than the antique rose,
Nothing compares to the classic old-rose shape, round and with full petals;
      Tumbling from a vase or garden trellis, creamy roses soft and pink,
In my mother's vast planting there was always a place for these vintage roses.
          Quite beautiful and romantic for a blushing bride to carry down the aisle,
Under my kitchen window they grow in harmony with my other sweet flowers;
      Even at my mother's funeral, her casket was draped in antique roses.

           Really they are my favourite flower and I have fond memories of them,
On walks around the garden with mother we would pick a bouquet of pale colors;
      Sweet oyster, pale pink, nude and rose, vintage beauties of perfection,
Even the antique rose grows at mother's tomb taken from her own wild garden;
            Soft and gorgeous, they are perfection for new love and for sad lost love.

November 4, 2015


For the contest, Favorite Flower, sponsor, Nayda Ivette Negron

First Place

Copyright © Broken Wings | Year Posted 2015

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Copyright © Sujish Kandampully | Year Posted 2014

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Mystic Rose    ( Acostic )

M...Malice - is not in your heart.
Y...Young at heart - you are.
S...Silent - sometimes you have to be.
T...Teacher to many - you have been.
I...Imagine - all the good you can do.
C...Capricious - you are not.

R...Rose - a very dellecate flower - you are.
O...Observer - you always are.
S...Someone captured your heart.
E...Embrace life and be happy...

o4/10/2013 Written by
Lucilla M. Carrillo

Note: This is a dedication to
a very nice Lady here in Poetry Soup
One that you should know.

Copyright © Lucilla Carrillo | Year Posted 2013

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Red coloR of feaR
Over shadOws love tO
Smear the Soul and it bleedS
Emotions which arE condensed in rosE

Copyright © Akash ripper | Year Posted 2014

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Red petals
On stems of leaves and thorns
Slowly unlocks its beauty in
Eloquent vases

Copyright © Barbara Washington | Year Posted 2008

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F-flower pedals fall from her soul, the essence of her being.

O-orchids, Lilies, Azalea’s, and Daisy’s, have you ever laid down in a bed of flowers and just starred at the sky as the clouds turn into

R-roses, Tulips, and Bleeding Hearts a comfortable bliss, holding you forever is what I see from the reflection of her eyes. 

E-each pedal a representation of her genuine personality and vibrant beauty complimented by her 

V-vivacious curves, smile, and eyes

E-every time I see her my heart lets go a tear of joy and smiles with sincerity; 

R-reliving our first date, kiss, and I love you all in the midst of our walk under the moonlight. 

I-I am always in awe of her and as I get lost in her Daffodil eyes within the 
reflection I see memories of our future tied together in a bouquet.

N-nothing else matters as long as I can look into your eyes as you look back into mine. And they say roses are red with violets being blue so what does that make

Y-you? The most alluring flower the world has to offer with a soft love but at the same time overflowing with moxie.

O-oblivious I am to the atmosphere around me when I am in your presence.

U-unconditional love you provide to me, using flower pedals to patch the wounds on my heart. I’m 

R-reborn each time our lips hold each other, I close my

E-eyes as our lips embrace only to open them and see that in

Y-your eyes I see the reflection of my heart jumping from my chest to your hands in order to grow like

E-evergreen throughout our years together, I hope you know that I will always

S-sacrifice anything to remain forever in your eyes and watch the flowers of your life grow. 

Copyright © Post Script | Year Posted 2016

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Mistress Rose, dowager of the garden
Would you flaunt your beauty with ne'er a pardon
Fawn seductively in morning's breeze
To entice favours from passing bees?

Would you flick your crimson velvet skirts
To court kisses from pretty butterfly flirts?
Would petulant pansies turn their faces away
When you paraded your beauty day after day?

Would you be condescending of the straggly weeds
Their disorderly presence contrary to your needs?
Feel piqued by the hollyhock's graceful stance
Beside the path where lovers dance?
And would you covet spring when she playfully teased
Sweet scents from the jasmine and shy sweet peas?

And when dawn yawned into afternoon
And evening gathered to greet the moon
Would your smile turn thin-lipped and jaded
As your sweet allure slowly faded?

Such folly and vanity you couldn't express
For earth's soul you do possess!

Copyright © Sheila Sacks | Year Posted 2016

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There is No Last Page

Tweet out green songs everyday
Hours always tend to start anew
Endless sensations crowd around
Raring to come to your perception
Evening looks for morning smile

I know you will be always there
Saying sweetly, ‘Here, I am here’

New bowl for old words appears
Old is never slain by swords

Love your mirror, clean it daily
Allow the sun and shade in it
Smell the garden for fragrance
Towards a poem of fluent rose

Pens are ever eager to respond
Across green and red pulsation
Gems flash in the swing of time
Exist and extend, sings the robin
For the contest, Message in an Acrostic
Sponsor, Kim Rodrigues

Copyright © Probir Gupta | Year Posted 2017

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Winter winter
Icy whisper
Nip in the air 
Touches warmer
Evenings longer
Rose in your cheeks

Maples burning
Apples charming
Green is white
Icy quiet
Christ in sight

Copyright © Probir Gupta | Year Posted 2016

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"rose paradise"

occasions all
search for the
enchanting rose

paradise coloring
along each step
resembles style
and loving heart
drape oneself
in her hues
seeing glory
evermore evermore

SkyWatcher  - 03-04-17

Copyright © Lisa Ricci | Year Posted 2017

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Another day arrives so I embrace all I see
Rose becomes a constant inspiration to me
On any given day she opens my eyes
She becomes empowerment that is larger than I.

Every moment feels like it could be the chance
Inside the words lives the opportunity to advance
So sweet are the words that they alter my soul
Arms appear for me to climb from this hole.

Realizing the beauty of the flower that bears this name
Opening my mind in turn changing the game
Something calls to me telling me it shall be okay
Everything I lost becomes lost in yesterday.

By any other name it’s still a beautiful flower
Yearning to grow yet requiring a shower
Anything can happen when a flower grows
Yesterday disappears as my purpose starts to show.

No one can take this away no matter what they try
Angels from heaven let loose a heavenly sigh
My love becomes the focus and nothing is the same
 Every Rose is a rose by any name……

Copyright © Mark Russell | Year Posted 2011

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(P)ink pedals from roses spread softly around
(E)vening sun is shining with a glimmer 
(A)cross the blanket of them on the ground
(C)alls from the wild heard in the distance
(E)very star is shining, this beginning of night
(F)reedom floats with a wisp of warm breeze
(U)nder the crescent moon in shaded sky
(L)ove is softly illuminating in the glow of it all

Heidi Sands

Copyright © Heidi Sands | Year Posted 2016

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Lively as a rose
Outragous as the sound 
Variety of personality 
Evermore to soar 
Leaching for somemore
Everytime I search
Yet always I get the back of the earth 

Reaching for the stars 
Over the moon and out
Searching for that someone 
Even in a sense im on my own throughout

Copyright © Heather Norris | Year Posted 2007

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To those whom ask for nothing
Here and now, I give you
Every mans suffering 

Before I 
Lay me down never to rise again
As I give to you
Closure before it begins
Knowing only this will salvage your truth

Receive the gift 
Of your saddened angel
Stand, be blessed upon thy lips 
Embrace my end 

Copyright © Jerry Golden | Year Posted 2008

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R-ose from the ranks, 
O-vertook as the night fell; 
S-uccess you did achieve, 
A-ttaining a higher level.
L-ow position you once held
I-s elevated to the next; 
N-ew function you fulfill, 
D-ivine duty that you

C-limbed the tree of triumph
A-scending in ecstasy; 
L-ife's destiny is written, 
E-nding up in victory.
R-ose from the ranks, took every step to improve; 
A-dvanced through the grades, accelerating your move.

B-oosted and highly headed
I-nto another promotion; 
N-ever ever did you boast, 
U-nder the break of dawn.
Y-es, on sixteenth September she remains in member's phalanx; 
A-ccept the well versed woman who rose from the ranks.

Copyright © Bernard F. Asuncion | Year Posted 2017

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R-ed rose spreads her aroma
O-r her most sweetest scent; 
S-melled by attracted snoots
A-t the most exciting event.
L-et red rose spread her aroma
I-n the spacious open air; 
N-oses that sniff at the flower
A-re enjoying the huge affair.

G-reen grasses are dancing
A-t the beautiful meadow; 
L-eaves are swaying too, 
L-eaving behind the sorrow.
A-t the colorful garden
R-ed rose reels off the cheer, 
D-elight, fun and rapture 
O-bliterate the stench of tear.

E-xciting perfume fills the place, 
S-eptember eighth sunny day; 
T-hrilling odor greets the morn, 
A-fter the haze fades away.
N-ew dawn that has broken
I-s bringing alluring aura; 
L-et's wait for attar and beauty, 
L-et red rose spread her

Copyright © Bernard F. Asuncion | Year Posted 2016

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We like to respond to
Oysters on sea beaches
Rustling branches in the wood
Love the tall birches
Dews drop as she blushes

Cucumbers smile on thatch
Roses call from your pots
Umpteen snails roam 
Inquiringly on moist spots
Sands sparkle at riverside
Elegant horses we ride

September 27, 2017

Copyright © Probir Gupta | Year Posted 2017

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I-vy with evergreen leaves
V-ery well grows on the outside; 
Y-ellowish and small blossom has long stems she cannot hide.

R-ed flower though with thorns
O-ften lures both eyes and nose; 
S-ometimes due to excitement
E-ager palms bleed before rose.

T-wo pretty flowers in one, 
I-n delight and in bloom; 
A-mazing beauty brings a thrill, 
M-aking sadness stays in gloom.
S-weet perfume is shared
O-n September twenty-five; 
N-ew dawn smells the aroma, letting the day start alive. 

A-wesome lovely flowers 
L-et the morn slowly break; 
C-omfort and much mirth
A-re here to replace the ache.
N-ight shadows have turned
T-o two colors of vitality; 
A-llow me to just deliver
R-ed rose 
A-nd yellow ivy.

Copyright © Bernard F. Asuncion | Year Posted 2017

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G-regg rose not from Rio, 
R-ealizing the uncovered truth; 
E-ven if he looked like Latino
G-reat was the place of his

D-etermined Gregg gave it all, 
E-xerting each and every effort; 
L-eading a life toward victory, bringing to him some sort of comfort.

R-isen from the Philippines
O-n September twenty-second; 
S-uccessful Gregg was glad, 
A-scending from far eastern nation.
R-isen not from beautiful Brazil, 
I-nstead from province of mango; 
O-riginated from Zambales, Gregg rose not from Rio.

Copyright © Bernard F. Asuncion | Year Posted 2017

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R-ose of any hue smells good, 
O-ne flower that attracts noses; 
S-weet scent in the air
E-liminates the wind's mess.

O-verwhelming beauty
R-emains the name of the game; 
D-ecember fifth sunny day
I-s sharing the burning flame.
N-ever go against her fragrance, 
A-im not to ever oppose; 
R-apture you can truly feel
I-n the extra
O-rdinary rose.

Copyright © Bernard F. Asuncion | Year Posted 2017

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D-ecember thirtieth morn breaks, 
E-arly beautiful Friday; 
L-ight from up above 
I-s taking the night 

P-ouring rain and chill 
A-re nowhere to be found; 
L-et the rise of the beacon 
M-ake you safe and sound. 
O-pen your heart and mind, 
N-ever let them close; 
E-xpect the warmth to enter, 
S-o you'll be bathed like a rose.

Copyright © Bernard F. Asuncion | Year Posted 2017

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R-ed-crimson rose flower 
O-f the night is so pretty; 
S-o beautiful to the gazer, 
E-yes are awed as they see. 
M-oonlight crimson rose 
A-ims to brighten the night; 
Y-earning to spread perfume to set everything aright. 

B-ehold the crimson rose 
U-nderneath the moonlight; 
E-vening cold chill can do 
N-othing but fade into the night. 
D-ark shadows have turned 
I-nto a zone of fragrance; 
A-roma and her sweetness are in harmony with radiance. 

M-oonlight crimson rose 
A-llows the sniffer to smell; 
L-etting the wind blow softly 
I-nto the nose that whiffs well. 
C-herish the twelfth November, 
D-on't let the senses close; 
E-agerly feel the elegance, 
M-oonlight crimson rose.

Copyright © Bernard F. Asuncion | Year Posted 2017

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D-ay twenty-six of July, 
E-arly light starts to ascend; 
X-factor is the beacon, 
I-solated raindrops 

C-ry not because of thorns, 
A-ll in the world are in balance; 
S-adness or joy, either way 
I-s in someone's hands. 
Q-uotes on life are positive, 
U-ps and downs make one sick; 
I-n spite of God's blessings, 
N-ever a rose without a prick.

Copyright © Bernard F. Asuncion | Year Posted 2017