" A Single Lily Rose," was published in the April, 2009 issue of Beyond Centauri.
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A Single Lily Rose
The evening sun sank low, afar
in a sky of blackened dreams.
She bowed before each lovely star,
amongst the death and screams.
The burning ball, a princess fair,
had ruled throughout the years,
spreading beams of golden hair,
and hiding when in tears.
But then, her brilliant golden light
had taken dampened hue,
with age and sad soaked loneliness
for those with which she grew.
Her dying breaths echoed o’er the hills,
as she fell beyond their crest,
toward the black where all life stills
in night so manifest.
With final movements from each ray
she burned with all her strength,
and kisses on the water lay,
filled with passion’s length.
The whitecaps churned with hot desire,
as sunbeams pierced the blue,
in a passion of water and fire,
starting life anew.
In a climax sweet and bright,
thus sun and water froze,
and from beneath the water’s light
a single lily rose.
The evening sun sank low, afar
in a sky of blackened dreams.
She bowed before each lovely star,
amongst the death and screams.
The burning ball, a princess fair,
had ruled throughout the years,
spreading beams of golden hair,
and hiding when in tears.
But then, her brilliant golden light
had taken dampened hue,
with age and sad soaked loneliness
for those with which she grew.
Her dying breaths echoed o’er the hills,
as she fell beyond their crest,
toward the black where all life stills
in night so manifest.
With final movements from each ray
she burned with all her strength,
and kisses on the water lay,
filled with passion’s length.
The whitecaps churned with hot desire,
as sunbeams pierced the blue,
in a passion of water and fire,
starting life anew.
In a climax sweet and bright,
thus sun and water froze,
and from beneath the water’s light
a single lily rose.
~Brienne Adams
This one sent goosebumps all over me as I read it. You are truly an amazing Poet, Brienne. Your students are very fortunate to have you teaching their Poetry unit. Your words invoke such incredible emotion within me. The imagery they create takes me on an amzing journey each time I read your work. Than you for sharing your wonderful creations with us.
ReplyDeleteAgain, I have tears in my eyes as I celebrate your life in this brief stroll down memory lane. Oh what a joy it is to be your Mother. I love you Brienne. Thank you for being my friend in life's journey.Also, you are, and always will be, my little girl.
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