Friday, July 17, 2009
But, in keeping with this theme of love or not love - Here is a poem that some have spoken a word or two about.
If You Loved Me You Wouldn't Buy Me Flowers
When I view a flower in full bloom, -
I have the urge to give it the -
"Off with your head" treatment -
to place it behind my delicate ear -
And don it as a primitive accessory.
It would only die bit by bit wedged in a crevice.
Whilst being mocked by my warm cabesa -
That is left un-chopped.
Boys please, no flowers - no bouquets of slow death.
Give me life.
Give me potted Forget-me-nots -
a Rose of Sharon shrub -