ROSES ARE RED
(Developed from earlier comments)
Roses are red
Your eyes are green
And with their cross-thread
They survey every scene
Roses are red
they love horses poo
and I've heard it said
that so do you too.
Roses are red
Your eyes are grey
And when we’re in bed
They go any which way
Roses are red
Your eyes are green
They reside on your head
With a nose in between
Roses are red
Violets are violet
You’re welcome in my bed
Should you desire it.
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Author:
Michael Edwards (
Offline) - Published: April 5th, 2022 01:31
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Comments6
Good write and pic M. Will I swoon?! lol.
Can't beat a good swoon Orchi.
roses are red
your eyes show atlantis
come closer my dear
says the preying mantice
roses are red
your eyes are like pissholes
get into the kitchen
and make me some rissoles
roses are red
your eyes are dissimilar
one looks like hitler
the other like himmler
roses are red
your eyes are so grey
i'm wasting my time
you told me youre gay
roses are red
your eyes are so bright
i hope they'll look sated
later tonight
Great - now it's Teddy's turn.
Roses are red
Teddy's a bear
open a bottle
that one over there
what technique did you use on your picture Michael?
it feels, somewhat pixelated
or
is it my screen, distorting it..
just love your range of art
subtlety, at its most
accessibly relatable..
I never feel a sense of pretentiousness
or elitism, just
a beautiful questing for artistry's
whimsical dexterity
It's fine on my screen - painted in traditional watercolour. - thanks so much LB.
I'm laughing at your poems and also dusk arising's response! Great job!
Thanks Christina.
Goodness, what's gotten into all the poet-posters today? Every poem I have opened is about sex. I guess it's not a bad thing. (-:
You can't get too much sex - so I don't. 😁😁
Good ones Michael.
Andy
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