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My English Rose

My English Rose is delicately balanced Between life and death. My English Rose, so finely fragranced, Sweet scented breath. Once rich in blossom, vigorous fellow; Beguiling antiquity. Gentle to the touch, soft as pillow. Un-defiling purity. Evelyn's beauty an array of splendid Peach, and apricot cream. Summer's Song betrothed to Mid- Summers Night Dream. And Young Lycidas, Milton's Edward, King of all roses he Bequeathed to memory, to seas shard. His remains a mystery.

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Richard Jordan

Date: 6/5/2015 11:52:00 AM

You have a classic sense of poetry that I like very much. I hope you write many more!

Edwardj Clark
Date: 6/5/2015 1:05:00 PM

Hi Richard, thank you for your kind comment. Never thought i'd have a classic sense of poetry so thanks again. As you are aware, we all have the gift of poetry and with that gift different styles.

Keith Bickerstaffe

Date: 5/28/2015 11:43:00 AM

Well rhymed with a pleasing flow... I like your phrasing ~ 'beqeathed to memory,' 'beguiling antiquity,' Well done my friend! Best wishes, Keith

Edwardj Clark
Date: 5/28/2015 4:04:00 PM

Hi Keith, thanks for your comment. That's the first poem I have written for a long time so it's nice to have a comment such as yours. The other poems I wrote some time ago. Kind regards Edward