Beautiful flower and beautiful poem to go with it!
Kind Martha, thank you. I've relayed compliment to the photographer too.
Simply beautiful. Both flower & poem.
O_Jenny, sometimes the unimaginably huge universe produces some little thing of very delicate beauty. The rose is part of its language.
Lovely. My father loved roses too.
As did mine as well, Emma. Thank you.
Beautiful. There is something ageless about the beauty of roses. Your poem captures that.
Thanks, Elizabeth. Our city is full of roses right now. Trust you and Rajan are enjoying them too!
Your words paint a delicate portrait by themselves.
Most kind. Thanks, Rick.
I love the fragile edges of the petals; perhaps the beauty in such delicateness is the inevitable loss of it. Your poem captures this universal truth so well.
The rose is a flower both dramatic and cheerful, eager to survive--a good sign from the universe.
Petals are incredibly fragile yet pack a visual punch. Well said.
Thanks! In ancient Greece and Rome, roses were linked to Aphrodite and Venus --transcendent beauty and love from a higher plane-- quite a punch indeed.
A rose is a rose is a rose, but your photo of a rose and your poem are extra special. They are just lovely, Geo. I hope the spring and summer comes up roses for you and Norma.
Dear Arleen, thanks. I share and reciprocate your rosy summer hope.