Sunday, March 27, 2011

Shadow Shot



A Rose is Still A Rose


Though twice removed from life- 
your vital force first drained 
and dried, now captured in shadow-
your beauty has not dimmed in my memory.
I know the very day you blossomed
at the tips of my child's fingers.
Every day is mother's day.


Harriet hosts Shadow Shot Sunday for which this was posted.

11 comments:

Brian Miller said...

big smiles. gotta love those roses...mom

Gary said...

Lovely. For me, the first words ending with "captured in shadow" are so peaceful somehow.

Hilary said...

So beautiful, Pauline.

steven said...

that's made me smile on a happy day!!! steven

Dulce said...

WOW! This is perfect and moving... love the pic too...
Really beautiful, Pauline!

Judith said...

Both photo and poem are steeped in the past, but vivid in the present as well. Nicely done, P.

Reya Mellicker said...

What is remembered, lives.

Beautiful image, beautiful words. Thanks.

Tabor said...

Something so simple filled with so much love.

Anne said...

At first I thought it was a bird! Lovely indeed!

Joanna Jenkins said...

Big sigh. That is perfection. What a beautiful way to capture the memory.
Cheers, jj

Pauline said...

Brian - and even the shadows of roses ;)

gary - I am no photographer but now and then I do good

Thanks, Hilary :)

Steven - thank you, too :)

Thanks Dulce - I remember getting that rose!

Judith - how cool. I hadn't thought of it that way.

Reya - how true!

Tabor - oh yes!

Anne - on second glance, I saw that too!

JJ - thanks :)