A frozen rose whose colour glows <br />beneath a crystal coat of ice. <br />How artistically it shows <br /> a vision fit for paradise. <br /> <br />Still pleasing to the eyes of those <br />who see it shine amidst the frost. <br />Catatonic, comatose, <br /> the only beauty it has lost. <br /> <br />Perfume appealing to the nose. <br /> Its scented beauty frozen too. <br />Without its scent it’s still a rose <br />Although coated in frigid dew <br /> <br />But it will last until the thaw <br />then disappear for evermore. <br /> <br />7-Jan-09 <br /> <br />Http: // blog.myspace, com/poeticpiers<br /><br />ivor or ivor.e hogg<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/cryogenic-for-m-lady-catrina-heart/
