The Purple Rose

[Scube]

To my fashion-conscious daughter.

The Purple Rose

I plucked a purple rose
Fresh watered by the morn;
Then fashioned it into my braid
'Twas supercilious worn.

Then came the imperial sun
Who, passing on his way,
Caressed the paling purple rose
That I had plucked that day.

And when the evening came,
Unveiled my vanity:
The rose had fled back into dust
And I once more was me!

[Lioness_Heart]

Wow! I really love that; the language you use makes it cound like it was written hundreds of years ago, and that makes it seem more valid somehow... and then the end is funny in its abrupt move into modern language. That makes the whole thing more clear, and makes you realise how pointless the 'dressing up' really is.

And the sentiment is always valid...

Also, I was wondering, is there such a thing as a purple rose? because I wrote a short story called 'the purple rose' and it only works if they don't occur in nature...

[PrinceMyshkin]

Wow! I really love that; the language you use makes it cound like it was written hundreds of years ago, and that makes it seem more valid somehow... and then the end is funny in its abrupt move into modern language. That makes the whole thing more clear, and makes you realise how pointless the 'dressing up' really is.

And the sentiment is always valid...

Also, I was wondering, is there such a thing as a purple rose? because I wrote a short story called 'the purple rose' and it only works if they don't occur in nature...

Wonderfully astute comment on an equally wonderful poem, but is your remark about the non-existent purple rose meant to apply equally to this poem or only to your story?

Scube usually works in more formal language or forms than most of us do, which might sound archaic but for the graceful way he handles it.

[Scube]

I am not sure if there really is a purple rose but for the poetic imagery I wanted to convey. Like the vanishing purple rose is the illusion that we need to disguize our natural beauty and qualities to be liked or noticed.

[ampoule]

Yes, I enjoyed this very much.

[dibyendra]

Lovely Scube ! I enjoyed reading this poem as well.

[Lioness_Heart]

Wonderfully astute comment on an equally wonderful poem, but is your remark about the non-existent purple rose meant to apply equally to this poem or only to your story?

Scube usually works in more formal language or forms than most of us do, which might sound archaic but for the graceful way he handles it.

Oh, it was about my story (sorry about the hijack) although it could also apply to the poem; if purple roses don't exist, then it makes the whole 'dressing up' thing even more futile.

[barbara0207]

http://www.artorganic.co.uk/Gallery/sensual/PurpleRose.jpg

Here's your purple rose. Roses come in all colours nowadays, even (almost) black.

Beautiful poem, Scube!

Here's a darker one:
http://s140.photobucket.com/albums/r5/foxylayouts//comments/flowers/nPurpleRoseBudXL.jpg

[Xillus_Xavier]

This was an enjoyable poem. Well crafted and had a sense of "timelessness" to it.

[Scube]

Thank you very kindly for reading and for your encouraging responses. Thank you also for supplying the beautiful purple roses!