The poems are rolling in and making judging harder day-by-day! We’re receiving handwritten prose, sonnets, haikus, rhymes – allsorts!
Today, we’d like to share a poem from Kevan Manwaring in Gloucestershire, who has penned a beautiful poem entitled ‘The Wheel of the Rose’
Remember, there are just two and a half weeks to get write and submit your poem! So get writing and send it to via www.marriottlovepoems.com!
The Wheel of the Rose by Kevan Manwaring, Gloucestershire
From the ocean of the heart let Venus rise -
see her dawning in your lover's eyes.
In sighing chest she cannot hide,
flow to the rhythm of her tide.
Follow her seasons about the Earth -
who weathers them all shall prove their worth.
Through weal and woe true love learns -
thus the wheel of the rose turns.
Who can say when love begins?
It is a circle that always spins -
around and around it our lives rotate,
repeating the past is often our fate.
The arrows of Eros shall be your thorn,
until you worship Aphrodite's throne.
Offer yourself - mind, body and soul -
and she shall heal you and make you whole.
Water this rose with the dew of your tears
and it shall blossom all of your years.
Share this chalice with humanity
and your life will be filled with harmony.
see her dawning in your lover's eyes.
In sighing chest she cannot hide,
flow to the rhythm of her tide.
Follow her seasons about the Earth -
who weathers them all shall prove their worth.
Through weal and woe true love learns -
thus the wheel of the rose turns.
Who can say when love begins?
It is a circle that always spins -
around and around it our lives rotate,
repeating the past is often our fate.
The arrows of Eros shall be your thorn,
until you worship Aphrodite's throne.
Offer yourself - mind, body and soul -
and she shall heal you and make you whole.
Water this rose with the dew of your tears
and it shall blossom all of your years.
Share this chalice with humanity
and your life will be filled with harmony.
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