Crown of Roses
by Erin Elizabeth Kelly-Moen
Saturday, April 22, 2006
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Crown of roses, sacrosanct, aroma
Hides inside your beauty, along with thorns.
Rose crown of divinity’s worth, your bra
And girdle constrain truth, forever mourned.
Crown so beautiful, crown of light, often
Crowns crack under strain, regardless poetic.
Thorn of crowns, you bewitch. Already been
Through the marred heart of such measuring sticks…
Crown of poesies, crown of fright, bask quickly
In April’s light. Soon, you will fade, mother,
Swiftly, from love of All, before the pleas
Of threes escape out of the door of bother.
Crowned by roses, pricked by scorn, however
Becomes foliage-death - - isn’t that clever?
Erin Elizabeth Kelly-Moen
© Copyright 4/21/06
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|Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner
Clever wordplay enhances the message in your poetry; well done! I love the way your mind works. If I could be as brilliant--bless you and thank you for enriching my mind today.
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
|Reviewed by Aberjhani
|Such, it would seem, is the divided nature and fate of grace in an unforgiving world. The heart of truth beats eloquently throughout CROWN OF ROSES. Much gratitude--
|Reviewed by Joyce Hale
|Clever! Beguiling and playing with words, as we all love to do. Well-done, Erin!!
|Reviewed by Tinka Boukes