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Click hereIt seems silly
To give you flowers
Like giving King Midas gold
Because when I think of you
I imagine you
As some kind of Magic Goddess
Turning everything you touch
Into flowers
So why would i get you flowers?
(And when I think of you
I think of flowers
Sunflowers daisies
A blood red rose
The same color you paint your toes)
But eventhough this is a
Clever sweet sentiment
I suppose you'll want bouquets anyway
For birthdays anniversaries Valentine's Days
And especially any ordinary Tuesday
In July
who could ever walk away?
wonderful, welcome back, stick around!
I don't think your title should be silly flowers, because you allude to her having the ability to turn everything into them, so then they wouldn't be silly at all, especially if you like her, right? I like your use of rhyme as a tool instead of a singsong needle to my eyes. There's a smattering of meter that attracts me too, noted mostly in the lines "I think of flowers// Sunflowers, daisies// a blood red rose". I think there would have been even tighter meter if you got rid of the "flowers" in the first line of that bit. The only "thorn" in my side with this whole poem is the structure. I see where verses should start and end, and want to do the same with some of the lines, just to be able to breath between blossoms. Still, all in all it is a sweet poem, without being cheesy or giving me a toothache.
Beautiful as always my dear PB. I hear echoes of Neruda and Paz in your poetry...again. :)
bring flow, from hearts to minds to even toes, here, I like this one poet boy, makes me want to read all your stuff :)
and sentimental piece?always go for the flowers you'll never go wrong. Thanks, enjoyed much!