The Damnation of a Rose

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The Damnation of a Rose Dec 14, 2005 20:08:26 GMT -8

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Post by ScarletMornings on Dec 14, 2005 20:08:26 GMT -8

The Damnation of a Rose

The rose withers from within
a smell of putrid damnation
rises from its petals
forsaken by the gardener
where is its savior now
where is its savior now...

Years of bitter drought has
made its beauty brittle
an atmosphere of animosity
has abolished its ambition
where is its savior now
where is its savior now...

its roots shrivel with
painful atrophy
and thorns grow
sharp in a need for defense
where is its savior now
where is its savior now...

Finally a crude hand plucks
and murders it's wild beauty
and throws away in disgust
the thing it had created
where is our savior now
where is our savior now...

by somewhatpoetic

Last Edit: Dec 15, 2005 21:16:07 GMT -8 by ScarletMornings

"Down, down, down into the darkness of the grave,
Gently they go, the beautiful, the tender, the kind;
Quietly they go, the intelligent, the witty, the brave.
I know. But I do not approve. And I am not resigned."

-- Edna St. Vincent Millay,
from "Dirge Without Music"

Go to the link and read it!

Ramona Administration Posts: 1,323	The Damnation of a Rose Dec 15, 2005 15:23:14 GMT -8 Quote Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by Ramona on Dec 15, 2005 15:23:14 GMT -8 I love this, it's dark but it's far from cliche. I especially love the "Where is its/our savior now?" repetition.
	"Hold my head inside your hands. I need someone who understands. I need someone, someone who hears. For you I've waited all these years. For you I'd wait 'til kingdom come, Until my day, my day is done. And say you'll come and set me free. Just say you'll wait, you'll wait for me."

darktears Moderator I Don't Want to Mourn Our Love...But I Have a Feeling I Have too... Posts: 345	The Damnation of a Rose Dec 18, 2005 16:49:40 GMT -8 Quote Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by darktears on Dec 18, 2005 16:49:40 GMT -8 I love this too.
	Chorus I like to drive away from all troubles. After I conquer all my fears. You don't know anything about me. I'd like to leave it that way. I'm not broken.

somewhatpoetic Guest	The Damnation of a Rose Dec 20, 2005 21:25:29 GMT -8 Quote Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Back to Top Post by somewhatpoetic on Dec 20, 2005 21:25:29 GMT -8 thanks!

Queen of Rain Senior Writer I'm Swedish, that should explain it all.. Posts: 614	The Damnation of a Rose Dec 29, 2005 4:10:56 GMT -8 Quote Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by Queen of Rain on Dec 29, 2005 4:10:56 GMT -8 This is brilliant, the repetition works well and the development involves all senses.. perfection...
	A ship in a harbour is safe, but that's not what a ship is built for

ScarletMornings Administration http://www.americanpoems.com/poets/ednamillay/7278 Posts: 1,061	The Damnation of a Rose Dec 29, 2005 22:27:42 GMT -8 Quote Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by ScarletMornings on Dec 29, 2005 22:27:42 GMT -8 j'adore! j'aime! fantastico! muah!(kisses fingers)
	"Down, down, down into the darkness of the grave, Gently they go, the beautiful, the tender, the kind; Quietly they go, the intelligent, the witty, the brave. I know. But I do not approve. And I am not resigned." -- Edna St. Vincent Millay, from "Dirge Without Music" Go to the link and read it!

somewhatpoetic Guest	The Damnation of a Rose Dec 30, 2005 10:09:01 GMT -8 Quote Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Back to Top Post by somewhatpoetic on Dec 30, 2005 10:09:01 GMT -8 lol...well i'm glad everyone enjoyed it!!

Post by ScarletMornings on Dec 14, 2005 20:08:26 GMT -8

Post by Ramona on Dec 15, 2005 15:23:14 GMT -8

Post by darktears on Dec 18, 2005 16:49:40 GMT -8

Post by somewhatpoetic on Dec 20, 2005 21:25:29 GMT -8

Post by Queen of Rain on Dec 29, 2005 4:10:56 GMT -8

Post by ScarletMornings on Dec 29, 2005 22:27:42 GMT -8

Post by somewhatpoetic on Dec 30, 2005 10:09:01 GMT -8