Blood white rose

by M Colella   Jan 15, 2011


Blue eyes stop me in my tracks,
I'm caught in a spell of animation
yet time stands still. No warmth
in the smile that spread wide on a
handsome face seemingly etched in
stone

Fear ran through my veins, blood
to ice, warmth to glacier cold.
With a soft hand tracing my face,
his finger whispers gently
across my lips searing the skin.

Intense confusion whirl about
collecting emotions, mixing,
blending, twisting relentlessly.
Braiding fantasy with reality,
danger with desire.

Transported if by magic I awake
in my own bed relieved it was but
a nightmare. On my pillow lays
a white rose, decorated with drops
of blood and a note see you in your
dreams

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  • 13 years ago

    by Robert Gardiner

    Wonderfully Written, An Excellent, Eloquent, Dark Write!!!

  • 13 years ago

    by Nicko

    We are often transported to a different place both awake and asleep. An enjoyable read

  • 13 years ago

    by jarrod

    I love the descriptors and verbage. The poem definitely has feeling versus just being plain. As far as criticism goes, i think you may be teetering on the verge of a story vs poem as I often do. Also, I would find a way to delineate what was written on the note and what is your text. Maybe like this: ... note, "See you in your dreams" Very good read!

  • 13 years ago

    by The Poetic Child

    Not only am I Thanking you for your kind words on my work, but Im also Congratulating you on a great work of poetry. You give a very well slam poetry drive and your words are immaculate. You my friend are a very good writer

    P.S Nice to see someone else from NC

  • 13 years ago

    by The Poetic Child

    Not only am I Thanking you for your kind words on my work, but Im also Congratulating you on a great work of poetry. You give a very well slam poetry drive and your words are immaculate. You my friend are a very good writer

    P.S Nice to see someone else from NC

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