The last rose
Sanaa -
July 18, 2017
Earlier PoemsPoetry

I watch as they remain unflinching
kissed by the hail and snow
what was the reason
oh why did they not wilt and go

A ray of light, a flicker of hope
to hush a bosom’s trembling sigh
perhaps their lustre won’t soon decay

 

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Posted for ‘Quadrille 36’ @ dVerse Poets Pub

& Posted on ‘Tuesday Platform’ @ Real Toads

Posted on ‘Monday Writes’ @ My Blog – Verses

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70 Responses

  1. Paul Mortimer says:
    July 18, 2017 at 5:46 am

    That is a beautifully tender little poem and love how you leave it in a place of hope.

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  2. Grace says:
    July 18, 2017 at 6:05 am

    Love their blooming amidst the snow ~ There’s hope, even a flicker of light ~

    Thanks Sanaa for sharing a lovely poem ~

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  3. Aurora says:
    July 18, 2017 at 6:26 am

    Beautiful:

    “A ray of light, a flicker of hope
    to hush a bosom’s trembling sigh”

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  4. Glenn Buttkus says:
    July 18, 2017 at 6:41 am

    A terrific & gentle rocking of the prompt; so mysterious how some flowers, some people cling tenaciously to life while most others succumb too quickly.
    Just refusing to be a victim, standing alone in the flickering light.

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  5. Victoria Young says:
    July 18, 2017 at 7:53 am

    so sad to see something so beautiful and innocent ravaged by life’s cruelty – with such sweet acceptance. It’s the acceptance that make one cry.

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  6. Victoria says:
    July 18, 2017 at 8:20 am

    I’ve read a lot of poems for this prompt today and so far yours is the only one to give us a flicker of hope. And oh how we need that right now. Lovely poem.

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  7. Walter Marks says:
    July 18, 2017 at 8:27 am

    I love the hope that the roses will last through the snow till Spring. The picture is lovely as well.

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  8. SilverGardenia says:
    July 18, 2017 at 8:53 am

    Such a lovely picture to go with such hopeful words!

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  9. Frank says:
    July 18, 2017 at 9:05 am

    Those plants are very versatile although hail and snow must be pushing their limits.

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  10. Maria says:
    July 18, 2017 at 4:32 pm

    Perhaps? I hope so… Lovely piece, Sanaa ❤️

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  11. Sumana Roy says:
    July 18, 2017 at 4:58 pm

    This flicker of hope is as beautiful as beauty could be.

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  12. Jane Dougherty says:
    July 18, 2017 at 5:55 pm

    Frozen blooms, so beautiful but so sad too.

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  13. Marian says:
    July 18, 2017 at 6:17 pm

    Pretty! Is it silly that for me this brings to mind Beauty & the Beast? Steady on, rose.

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  14. gillena says:
    July 18, 2017 at 8:03 pm

    A ponder on resilience, this is very interesting Sanaa

    Much love…

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  15. Kim M. Russell says:
    July 18, 2017 at 9:58 pm

    The flickering of a last rose – there is always hope, Sanaa.

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  16. Lynn says:
    July 18, 2017 at 10:22 pm

    Love the unflinching blooms even in harsh conditions, and the flicker of hope. Nice write, Sanaa.

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  17. lillian says:
    July 18, 2017 at 10:58 pm

    Beautiful photo and lovely words. Their grace undaunted by icy storm. Would that we could all have this demeanor!

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  18. Kathy Reed says:
    July 18, 2017 at 11:44 pm

    The inbetween stage of wilting roses is bittersweet to me. Time spent in full bloom so brief. Lovely.

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  19. Kerry says:
    July 19, 2017 at 1:10 am

    For me, ‘unflinching’ is the power word in the poem.

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  20. Sherry Blue Sky says:
    July 19, 2017 at 1:22 am

    It is always amazing, watching the last blooms clinging to life.

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  21. Julian says:
    July 19, 2017 at 4:12 am

    Beautfully written.

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  22. lynn says:
    July 19, 2017 at 4:28 am

    Fragile, yet resilient, beauty in those blooms…and your poem!

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  23. Martin Kloess says:
    July 19, 2017 at 5:37 am

    This is so romantic. May our love be like those roses.

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  24. Margaret says:
    July 19, 2017 at 5:59 am

    I’m sure the snow will hasten their demise, but they do look gorgeous with that snow.

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  25. barbara says:
    July 19, 2017 at 7:05 am

    So pretty! I’m always sad when a plant is injured, holding out hope that it will survive. Lots of times they do! 🙂

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  26. Janice says:
    July 19, 2017 at 11:00 am

    A beautiful joining of a trembling heart with flickers of hope…survival in hardship does inspire hope…

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  27. Bryan Ens says:
    July 19, 2017 at 11:01 am

    Perseverance despite adversity? Lovely piece.

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  28. kanzensakura says:
    July 19, 2017 at 11:04 am

    This poem is simply stunning.

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  29. Old Egg says:
    July 19, 2017 at 11:18 am

    Beautifully written Sanaa. Like us some plants have that resilience to survive in difficult times.

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  30. Paul John Dear says:
    July 20, 2017 at 4:04 pm

    Ever the romantic Sanaa…always an eye for beauty.

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  31. Vijita says:
    July 20, 2017 at 7:17 pm

    We keep a hope even in what will not stay… That’s love…
    Well written in just few words, Sanaa. ❤

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  32. Jim says:
    July 20, 2017 at 10:24 pm

    So very real, Sanaa. Our garden did likewise except I’m not clever enough to write poetic about the situation. We lost three bottle brush trees and a palm tree and a tall hibiscus. We were in South America cruising at the time.
    ..

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  33. Magaly Guerrero says:
    July 21, 2017 at 7:40 pm

    I love the hope at the closing. Almost as if it’s fed by the strength of the subject that refuses to let go and die at the murderous wintry kiss. Precious.

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  34. Olga says:
    July 22, 2017 at 11:20 pm

    Lovely tribute to these survivors. Beautiful image you chose, Sanaa ❤️

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  35. gillena says:
    July 25, 2017 at 1:47 am

    Thank you for linking to Monday WRites Sanaa

    Much love…

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