A little glass rose falls to the floor
Shatters,
The stem is gone,
but the bud is still there.
The stem that held you together fed your love,
is gone.
Nothing is left for love to feed from,
And soon,
It will die.
A contest entry
- Valentine Rose ~ Semi-Quickie by Ithica.
875 points, ended February 12, 2008, 10 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
So....
Comments
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Wow, this is amazing. I loved the emotion I can feel in this piece. The shattered rose was a good metaphor.
Excellent write.
XXCrimsonRaineXX -
Oh how heartbreaking! I can picture the fragility in my mind! Sad when love ends and you feel life is all but over! She found the thorn! Thank-you for this beautiful entry!


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Powerful imagry here, very nice work. Good luck




