See dewdrops on the budding rose
shimmer in the candlelight
The honeyd drink I’m offered burns
the touch of chili bites
Striations in the marble sheen
of tempting crimson tracks
reflected light so brilliant
deep within the black
The radio plays a well known tune
forever special now
the singer’s platitudes remain
as wrinkles on your brow
It could go on forever – but
all sweetness end too soon
the finished chalice – emptiness
was just a single spoon

Meditative Rose by Salvador Dali
Today in dVerse MTB Victoria wants us to write about those difficult and spicy subjects we might want to talk about using metaphors and imagery. Come join us at 9 PM CET.
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September 26, 2013
Lovely.
Thank you 🙂
Oh, this is chilling! “Emptiness” really doesn’t take much to achieve, if that is one’s chosen path!
Those first time experiences… a memory but also brief and short 🙂
“all sweetness ends too soon” oh how true is that? and how achingly sad, that we can’t always hold happiness with both hands for long.
it was beautiful.
Thank you.. 🙂 I enjoyed writing in metaphors…
well you’re good at it, so I like that you like write in metaphors too. 🙂
HAPPY THURSDAY
“the singer’s platitudes as wrinkles on your brow” that is gorgeous.
Thank you 😉
Thank you 😉 Sometimes the rhymes help to drive the poem
first, great rhyme scheme in this…cool imagery in the opening stanza of the dew drop on the flower…nice layering with each stanza…and that last one, very pointed and brings home the feeling and emotion well…
Thank you 😉 I liked doing yet a ballad
Thank you – I enjoyed writing metaphors
I’ve seen that Dali painting before but you have given it meaning for me. Beautiful write and agree that the platitudes as wrinkles on the brow is brilliant.
thank you – and all those metaphors.
Lovely… I especially like the last 6 lines.
Thank you 🙂
Bjorn, this is a wonderful example of using imagery not only to capture that first experience but also to share what the feeling was like when it was over, as though we are doomed to emptiness or another sort of fullness. So well done.
Thank you… 🙂 It was a challenging prompt.
Oh, wow. Yes, life is too short, and at the start of it seems so long. Well done.
Ah thank you.. and I love how my metaphors can be read in many way… that works well to..
That’s the beauty of what we do.
Oh… that is a lovely write. Good use of imagery.
Thank you… that was the imagery I came up with…
Oh yes… a little fouled up previous comment. I meant to say… really good imagery in your words.
🙂
Oh, the tragedy of impermanence. So stunningly conveyed, Bjorn!
Ah.. yes… short and sweet..
Sweetness, like this poem, ends too soon. Very nice rhythm (I love the movement of a ballad!), and wonderfully fresh handling of an old subject.
Thank you.. unfortunately that first experience ended too soon..
Have to rate this one at 5 stars, brother, for you rocked the prompt & the ballad form. I do envy how effortlessly you express modern thoughts in classic forms; never sacrificing content for form; nice job; thanks.
Thanks back.. I loved to let loose a little and be a little cryptic..
killer closure, and steady rhythm throughout. I enjoyed this lots!
Thank you .. I like you enjoyed it… 🙂
It actually croons to me like some reminiscence….then the end verse, kudos! Good work!
Well crafted – truth about a first love is chilling. Your use of texture throughout gives the poem real depth as well as the rhyme and meter.
excellent imagery
there still remains the fragrant memory…
I enjoyed this!
Beautiful!
The moment brief but, still lingers longer in the mind..as it was still sweet..
Bjorn this is really good. Spicy with a twist. Well done.
I too am partial to the 3rd stanza for the acute nostalgia for someone’s response to platitudes.
First love or life-long love lasting through the wrinkles–what is sweet seems brief. I like the feel of the ice-cream sundae or soda at the end with that long spoon to catch the very last drop when it empties.
Something of the bittersweet, just getting a taste before it’s gone…a lyrical beauty… 🙂
You take the platitudes, play with them and subvert them into something more meaningful – I like that!
It could go on forever – but
all sweetness end too soon
the finished chalice – emptiness
was just a single spoon
How cruel, the nice ones never can last! But it lingers on! Wonderful take Bjorn!
Hank
The fate of the rose…fades and loses its bloom into emptiness..
this was a beautiful read for me.. and the last line especially will linger in my memory..
I liked this fulfilling the prompt so well , it goes beyond the page and the words are felt
Wonderful. Such rich imagery.