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Click hereI shall crown your locks with posies,
Scarve your limbs in laurel leaves,
Swathe your sex in budding roses,
Clothe your breasts in sorrel sheaves,
Knot your wrists with stems of nettle,
Bind your shins with ivy root -
Then pluck each pink and perfect petal
And in your forest, taste your fruit.
I had to come back fir the umpteenth time! added to my faves, Flora, such a lovely poem I truly enjoy reading it again and again.
xx
~NJ
Lovely poem but UnderYourSpell has me wondering about scarve... Oh well, I actually like the way scarve sounds. :)
I loved it very enjoyable read. One thing I would ask is 'scarve' supposed to be scarf as you did have me running to a dictionary! Which had scarf as singular and scarves with an 's' as plural. Makes no difference though its still good.
That comment wasn't for YOU cause you DON'T come in that list of stupids oops I mean poets. By the way, everyone feels that it's YOU the "famous anonymous" who's ranting & moaning. And, also YOU are not a "Guru" or "Royal we" so take a chill pill & keep quiet. Sorry for passing a personal message. The poem was outstanding.