Guest Foe Calibur Posted December 5, 2001 Report Posted December 5, 2001 Scarlet blooms flower unbridled upon life’s fields, as autumn’s last gentle breeze drifts silently past the lips of season’s end. As the sun longs the beauty of a flower with which to share its light in the depth of winter, the petals are but remnants of purity on the frozen earth… Snow falls faintly as blankets of soft serenity spread their ambrosia ‘cross scarlet woe, to rid this land ‘ere more... the life it once breathed. What do you think it's metaphorical meaning is? What does it relate or tell of?
Guest Minta Rose Posted December 6, 2001 Report Posted December 6, 2001 Once I untangle the inexplicable shift of seasons, I'll comment further. . .
Guest Rezure Posted December 7, 2001 Report Posted December 7, 2001 "War and death. " I say love. Not because I think so, but because all metaphors can be worked down to either love or death, so that way all the bases are covered...
The Portrait of Zool Posted December 7, 2001 Report Posted December 7, 2001 "Scarlet blooms flower unbridled upon life’s fields," Wounds in flesh. "...as autumn’s last gentle breeze drifts silently past the lips of season’s end." Dying breath. "As the sun longs the beauty of a flower with which to share its light in the depth of winter, the petals are but remnants of purity on the frozen earth…" The tragedy and horror of destruction. The suns longing becomes a simile for the longing of life, paired with the metaphor of the petals (wounds) on the earth (dead body). "Snow falls faintly as blankets of soft serenity spread their ambrosia ‘cross scarlet woe, to rid this land ‘ere more... the life it once breathed." This is the most poetic description, describing a scene of the peace of death befalling a person bleeding to death. ~Zool~
Guest Foe Calibur Posted December 12, 2001 Report Posted December 12, 2001 Congratulations Zool, that is most astute and exactly what I wrote it to mean.
Peredhil Posted December 18, 2001 Report Posted December 18, 2001 Nicely done. Evocative yet understandable.
Peredhil Posted September 27, 2003 Report Posted September 27, 2003 A gem from the past. Nice riddle and Zool's analysis - w00t! When I grow up, I want to be able to analyze like that!
X-Sabre Posted September 27, 2003 Report Posted September 27, 2003 Digging up the past Pered. naughty naughty. Some things are better left buried.. Fortunately, this isn't one of them. Thanks for pulling it up.. It was nice to try and think.. except it made my head hurt.
Appy Posted September 27, 2003 Report Posted September 27, 2003 *Appy sits in awe for a while, realises she's still breathing and closes her mouth* Gem from the past indeed, both the analysis and the analysee (that being analysed... i think?) wonderfull..
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