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Love In Metaphor

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Love is like a red, red rose,
or so I've always heard --
but thorns just rend and rip your clothes,
like some foul dwimmer bird.

Your asthma will, in any case,
abhor this crimson rose --
the pollen, like a shot of mace,
will shock you to your toes.

I think that love should be compared
to something safe, so when
some young swain has finally dared,
he'll find an apple ... in the bin.




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  • sOuL gold member
    June 11
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    Nice poem
    take care

  • PonyPride
    May 20
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    I liked this poem, it was very cute and had great flow. good work
  • I had to laugh at this piece, especially the 2nd stanza. Imagine being allergic to love! I see some dim parallels to Adam's temptation in the last stanza, and for me, gives it a rather humorously ominous ending. My cynical state of mind of the moment much enjoyed this poem.

  • I love apple metaphors more than breathing!!!


  • Zayra
    May 20

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    This one really gave me a chuckle.

    Good luck in the contest.

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