Floated up in the air<\/p>\n
rose petals<\/p>\n
Joanna Rose (of Infinite Variety)<\/p>\n
The Rose (movie)<\/p>\n
rose bush<\/p>\n
Berkeley Rose Garden<\/p>\n
Rose Garden in Golden Gate Park<\/p>\n
Poem: A Red, Red Rose by Robert Burns<\/a><\/p>\n O my Luve’s like a red, red rose As fair art thou, my bonnie lass, Till a’ the seas gang dry, my dear, And fare thee well, my only Luve Pete Rose<\/p>\n The Name of the Rose (movie)<\/p>\n Rose Bowl<\/p>\n Rose Pistola<\/p>\n The Rose Garden by Susanna Kearsley<\/p>\n He rose up<\/p>\n rose in the morning<\/p>\n The Rose Family by Robert Frost<\/a><\/p>\n The rose is a rose, stocks rose on news that….<\/p>\n Symbolism<\/a>: Roses<\/a> have been long used as symbols in a number of societies. Roses are ancient symbols of love<\/a> and beauty<\/a>. “Rose<\/a>” means pink or red in a variety of languages (such as Romance languages<\/a>, Greek<\/a>, and Polish<\/a>). [In the classical era] The rose was sacred to a number of goddesses<\/a> including Isis<\/a>, whose rose appears in the late classical allegorical novel The Golden Ass<\/a><\/em> as “the sweet Rose of reason and vertue” that saves the hero from his bewitched life in the form of a donkey.[1]<\/a><\/sup> The ancient Greeks<\/a> and Romans<\/a> identified the rose with their goddesses of love, Aphrodite and Venus.<\/p>\n In Rome<\/a> a wild rose would be placed on the door of a room where secret or confidential matters were discussed. The phrase sub rosa<\/a><\/em>, or “under the rose”, means to keep a secret \u2014 derived from this ancient Roman practice.<\/p>\n heirloom roses<\/p>\n American Rose Society<\/a><\/p>\n Rose Parade, Pasadena, New Year’s Day<\/p>\n Stinking Rose (Garlic Restaurant in San Francisco)<\/p>\n Charlie Rose<\/p>\n color<\/p>\n Rose wine<\/p>\n Tournament of Roses<\/p>\n <\/p>\n My SIL’s middle name<\/p>\n Definition<\/a>: A rose<\/strong> is a woody perennial<\/a> of the genus<\/a> Rosa<\/em>, within the family Rosaceae<\/a>. There are over 100 species. They form a group of erect shrubs, and climbing or trailing plants, with stems that are often armed with sharp prickles<\/a>. Flowers are large and showy, in colours ranging from white through yellows and reds. Most species are native to Asia, with smaller numbers native to Europe, North America, and northwest Africa. Species, cultivars<\/a> and hybrids<\/a> are all widely grown for their beauty and fragrance. Rose plants range in size from compact, miniature roses, to climbers that can reach 7 meters in height. Different species hybridize easily, and this has been used in the development of the wide range of garden roses<\/a>.[1]<\/a><\/sup><\/p>\n The name rose<\/em> comes from French, itself from Latin rosa<\/em>, which was perhaps borrowed from Oscan<\/a>, from Greek<\/a>\u00a0 rhodon<\/em> (Aeolic<\/a> wrodon<\/em>), related to Old Persian<\/a> wrd-<\/em>, Avestan<\/a> varda<\/em>, Sogdian<\/a> ward<\/em>, Parthian<\/a> w\u00e2r<\/em>, Armenian<\/a> vard<\/em>.[2]<\/a><\/sup>[3]<\/a><\/sup><\/p>\n Derrick Rose<\/p>\n The Rose Art Museum at Brandeis University<\/p>\n Make your response simple. It doesn’t need to be a masterpiece. Take 5 minutes. Just respond and create a creative habit. Please post the direct URL (link) where your drawing, doodle, artwork is posted (e.g. your blog, Flickr) in the comments area of this post. I would really like to keep all the artwork together and provide a way for others to see your work and\/or your blog, and how your work relates to the other responses.<\/p>\n The Creative Prompt Project has a Flickr group<\/a>, which you can join to post your responses. Are you already a member? I created that spot so those of you without blogs or websites would have a place to post your responses. 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\nThat’s newly sprung in June;
\nO my Luve’s like the melodie
\nThat’s sweetly play’d in tune.<\/p>\n
\nSo deep in luve am I:
\nAnd I will luve thee still, my dear,
\nTill a’ the seas gang dry:<\/p>\n
\nAnd the rocks melt wi’ the sun:
\nI will luve thee still, my dear,
\nWhile the sands o’ life shall run.<\/p>\n
\nAnd fare thee well, a while!
\nAnd I will come again, my Luve,
\nTho’ it were ten thousand mile.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n
\nAnd was always a rose.
\nBut the theory now goes
\nThat the apple’s a rose,
\nAnd the pear is, and so’s
\nThe plum, I suppose.
\nThe dear only know
\nWhat will next prove a rose.
\nYou, of course, are a rose–
\nBut were always a rose.<\/p>\n