Sometimes I like to write looking at life from the eyes of another. So, what would be the wish of a rose?
For the 64th week at Saturday Centus, and for the B words at Round 9 of ABC Wednesday. Accompanying image from THIS SOURCE, courtesy AnnieDaisyBaby at Flickr through Google Images.
Before I die, I want to live.
Breathe beautiful air of buoyant blessed spring.
But my beauty gets besotted eyes preying.

© Leo 26/July/2011


Envious of beauty makes one do the strangest things.
Thanks for a new perspective today
Yeah, very true, Clariice, and a rose does have a lot of beauty to be envious of.
love the look ,
adore the header,
admire the words,
totally dig at this blog always !!
<3
I knew you would love the look and adore the header..
As for admiration for the words and diggin the blog always, thanks and I’m glad it is good enough for that, Nimue
How sweet the rose and yet it knows it’s own beauty is sought.~Ames
Thanks, Ames. Yes.. it does, and it does want to be in the garden than a bouquet I think
This is lovely and a beautiful picture to go with it
Thanks, Norma
We have lots of roses in our garden because my mother is absolutely mad about them but if anyone ever picks one flower, she’ll set out for murder.
A beautiful, beautiful poem…I love it how you say a lot in a few words
I live in an apartment. No space for a garden, but I’m sure my mom would be possessive of a posy if she had one. Glad you liked the writeup, Antara
Thank you!
Love the Beautiful Rose.
Thanks, Gigi Ann
We all want to be loved – including the rose?
ROG, ABC Wednesday team
Yeah, love for all, and all for love, eh Roger?
For a short write, there’s a lot to read between the lines. Beautifully done,
Leslie
abcw team
Thanks, Leslie. Glad you liked it.
My dad=s favourite flower was the rose. At his funeral mum had a lovely yellow rose tribute – I planted a yellow rose in our garden. It is always in flower August 13th, the day he died. An important memory – which lives on.
Lovely post
Denise ABC Team
A rose in memory, such beautiful a rose would have become more beautiful I think, Denise.
Thank you for dropping by and sharing the memory here too.
Hello Leo.
I have a thing about flowers…I love them and constantly refer to them in my poems. We always have flowers in my home.
Loved the poem and of course the image.
My “B”:
Blissful Memories
Thanks, Andy. Yeah I know, your poems do have the romantic touch, and roses are quite special to a gal most of the time
Love the beautiful poem with all the ‘B’s. Sometimes I overlook the rose just because it is everyone’s favorite and that’s a pity.
Well, that is ok too I guess, sometimes other flowers deserve attention too
but not cut up I guess. Thanks, ChrisJ
Pink yellow red white
Prickly bush or shrub bestows
Pretty up-turned face
And delightfully sweet scented too that one’s senses cannot resist devouring its beauty!!
Senses to devour it is a different thing, but to pluck it off physically, a rose might be sad it dies so soon na?
Thanks , Nanka
beautiful picture and beautiful words. loved the personification Leo/ your words have life… seriously
Thank you, Kirti
Glad you loved the personification. Cheers!
beauty of hearts
closely knit with love
I live forever even after death
form of their eternal love
nice write up Leo…some words from my heart too
Hmm, interesting verse of yours too, Yamini, thanks!
As always, nice one Leo…
Thanks and glad you liked it, Sunil
Lovely rose and beautiful poem from its point of view. Well done Leo.
Thank you so much, Photowannabe
Nicely done pairing of Jenny’s challenge with ABC. Beautifully written.
Thanks, and glad you liked it, Cheryl
Very, very nice!
Thanks, Tumblewords
Nice one Leo. Sometimes there are so many prompts a person get turned around.
Melanie
Thanks, Melanie. Yeah, lots of prompts going round Blogville. I have my favorite few in them.
What a unique and fascinating viewoint for this little gem.
I really enjoyed the different direction you chose to go here…and your header…it speaks to me.
Thanks for linking up.
Thanks for the inspiration as always, Jenny
Cheers!
Beautifully and well written. Loved this.
Thanks, Viki
Excellent !
After a rose is picked, it loses it’s natural luster and beauty and as it fades, it’s fragrance still lingers on and calls us to drink ever more deeply !
Thanks for the visit and the deep thoughtful comment, Nonna
This one is beautiful! That’s the exact description. The thought and the imagery are perfectly in sync.
Thank you, Deboshree. Glad you liked it