Resplendent Rose

Cherry

By Rhiannonw

Fri, 05 Jun 2026
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13 comments
 

Texture and shades;
proportioned to please:
pleasure to all
in bud and full bloom,
and beauty in wilting
as its glory fades.

Certificate U
Poem
Grand Designs
Nature

Comments

Submitted by insertponceyfre... on

Things of great beauty - thank you Rhiannon!

 

Submitted by Rhiannonw on

Yes! Thank you. Rhiannon

 

Submitted by Rhiannonw on

Thank you for the cherries for the rose! Rhiannon

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Poem of beautiful words Rhiannon. I love roses and they always remind me of my late mum who adored roses.

I can almost smell the fragrance of the ones in your photos, Lovely.

Jenny.

 

Submitted by Rhiannonw on

Thank you, Jenny. It's always good too to look at individual blooms, isn't it? Rhiannon

 

Submitted by marandina on

Succinct and gorgeous.

A small and perfectly formed poem. 

And lovely pics, Rhiannon.

 

 

Submitted by Rhiannonw on

thank you. Greatly appreciated. Rhiannon

 

Submitted by hilary west on

 A very economical poem Rhiannon which is powerful because of it, a little gem. How wonderful it is to have known the rose. God obviously wanted to 'please' us !!!

hilary smiley

 

Submitted by Rhiannonw on

Yes! Thank you, Hilary.So many flowers are so beautiful when you look closely at a single bloom! Rhiannon

 

Submitted by Tom Brown on

Once I saw a rose

Once I saw a rose of absolutely stunning beauty Rhiannon, I found it in my room the night before my grand-dad (oupa) passed on, in a glass, I don't know how it got there, and as in your poem the next night it was faded and it wilted.

t literally was breath taking. The rose must have come from his rose garden, his pride and joy I didn't then know he loved roses so.

Much Love x Tom

 

Submitted by Rhiannonw on

They are breathtaking, and one in a glass is one of the best ways to view! In the case of the third photo, I was surprised at the colours in the wilting specimen.

You must have appreciated the rose that day very much. Rhiannon

 

Submitted by Tom Brown on

The wonderful rose gave me hope for a another man, for another life. I was a dweller on the threshold.

The night I was taken by force to a place I did not want to go, five tackle one that kind of thing. Where I was given an injection and locked up for a few days in a tiny cell and had to drink pills and given electric shock treatment.

While she walks, on the solid ground …

Although I do admit, they probably did not have much of a choice I don't blame them.

Tom Brown

I was sleeping on a pallet on the ground, in the palace of our Lord.

 

 

Submitted by Rhiannonw on

You've moved on in life from that time, I presume. The designer of a rose bloom understands and can always help when we call to Him. Rhiannon