i really like this poem. i was wondeirng if i could use it in something i'm writing. as the prelude kinda. bear in mind it may in fact be published across the globe!! okay it's a great poem very dark and yet very nice:) i really love it and the spelling errors were few and far across. it was super great:) ask izzy about me for reference we talk on msn all the time:)
well thanks
kreg mcmcinn

Omg..ok I'd better go before writing another one of my incoherent reviews cos I'm just...*speehcless*...like...this is...I didn't think something as imperfect as a human could write something like this...sure you aren't an angel or something...WOW...this is simply...astounding...PERFECT.Love, Mia

you like roses dont you?
this was beautiful i loved the meaning behind it, the tragic memories, the strength, the power to over come...
and some of the imagery was truly stunning, blinding in their vivid implications, and beauty...
"Growing from seed, growing to die." - i love the morbid irony, living jsut to die.
"The Right of Passage towards thy face
Towards thy lips, towards thy grace." - im melting, so AMAZING, there are no words...
"Old love has died; there is no grieving" i liked it because it summed it up, kind of like the dawn of the poem, the releif.
kudos! wonderful poem.

Very, very sweet. I love the pace that it makes you read at and the repetition of the 'bloodied roses' implying the past pain and yet you use soft words and phrases to 'heal' it but then rip it open again only to heal once more. Very nice. I have to say this is going on my favorites. Hell, your going on my favorites. Great work, you made staying up till two in the morning worth it.

Bless.

beautiful poem. very impressive. i have to admit that i don't understand a lot of it (although i often have the notion that we are "growing to die"), but it is definately a great composition.

... *smile* I am speechless. I love this like how I love you.
Thank you so very much for loving me, Noah. *kiss*

Love,
Your Izzy