A poem of tribute, love, and appreciation for Rose...
Then let me say, and say it well.
In the past, you once wore a mask,
a face of what I could not tell.
Then, like a god, you take to task
my proud conceit cloaked in a shell.
Today, intense and raven-haired
with wisdom fit for Pallas Athene,
you are the souls that seldom dared
to be the friends who've never been,
the confidantes with whom is shared
my hope of things 'oft never seen.
Now, like the Atlas map and chart,
you're a compass to guide my paths
through hopelessness that filled my heart.
And so, life's trials and downdrafts
are less severe because you part
my sea of pain so I can laugh.
Poetry by Ngoc Nguyen
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Written on 2022-09-18 at 14:59
Tags Pallas Atlas Rose
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What You Are To Me Reprised
Must you ask, what you are to me?Then let me say, and say it well.
In the past, you once wore a mask,
a face of what I could not tell.
Then, like a god, you take to task
my proud conceit cloaked in a shell.
Today, intense and raven-haired
with wisdom fit for Pallas Athene,
you are the souls that seldom dared
to be the friends who've never been,
the confidantes with whom is shared
my hope of things 'oft never seen.
Now, like the Atlas map and chart,
you're a compass to guide my paths
through hopelessness that filled my heart.
And so, life's trials and downdrafts
are less severe because you part
my sea of pain so I can laugh.
Poetry by Ngoc Nguyen
Read 217 times
Written on 2022-09-18 at 14:59
Tags Pallas Atlas Rose
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