SPECSAVERS CHALLENGE

Michael Edwards

Roses are red

Your eyes are green

And with their cross-thread

They survey every scene

  • Author: Michael Edwards (Offline Offline)
  • Published: March 24th, 2022 03:20
  • Comment from author about the poem: In response to a Specsavers advert on Facebook - the chalenge was to complete the poem given the first two lines.
  • Category: Unclassified
  • Views: 31
  • Users favorite of this poem: L. B. Mek
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  • Doggerel Dave

    We get Specsavers ads here, Michael..not sure I've seen that one.. However, I might need a pair after an attempt to view your latest art. Can't keep my eyes steady after that. How much more complex will you go? looking forward to it!

    • Michael Edwards

      Thanks Dave - I guess that\'s as eye twiddling as they get but could do anther one even more complex.

      • Doggerel Dave

        Go for it, Michael....How's it done?....OK - that's your secret, I 'spose...

      • dusk arising

        Roses are red
        your eyes are green
        they once were china blue
        before you ripped out my spleen

      • L. B. Mek

        clever! a great showcasing
        of Art and Poetry, in-sync
        to explore that Brevity
        of self-expression..
        thanks for sharing Michael
        and as ever
        inspiring me, to scribble
        yet another, humble
        poetic reply)
        'personally, dear Artist
        I identify best
        with that yellow corner, you injected
        as an alternate, possibility
        of reality's, differing perspectives
        that colour of weakness
        or simultaneously
        a nourishing Sun's, brightness
        waking up each day
        doing, what it can
        and then, when the time comes
        surrendering
        for the Moon, to do its thing
        and accept those cycles of inevitability
        in existence...
        a humble, power
        existing in those realms
        between the warring
        red and green
        of stop - start, headstrong
        stalwarts, in life...
        yeah, find me
        in that amber corner of agreeability
        waiting my turn, crossing briskly
        before the sign, starts to flash
        and those alarms, beep
        resoundingly, to once more
        announce that arrival
        of invading chaos, in our
        fragile
        small corners of the world!'

      • orchidee

        Good write M. lol.

      • Neville



        how extraordinarily apt ................ 🙂

      • Goldfinch60

        Roses are red
        Violets are grey
        That's not right
        Still never mind eh!

        At one time I was in the supermarket and was hit by a trolley pushed by a man, he had a badge on saying that he worked for Specsavers.

        Andy



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