crushed petals
make a fragrant bath,
stale water made alive --
and we wash ourselves
clean of last night.
white roses are love,
yellow denotes friendship...
but they say that violets are blue
while roses are red:
passionate red.
dry ourselves
with a towel of white,
dress us with yellow outfits...
our bodies smell of red.
Author notes
Prompt: Cup of red.
A contest entry
- You Can Spark Your Muse, Everybody Welcomed by badnovocaine.
700 points, ended January 24, 2009, 23 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
-
Loved this, and the ending was good.
"our bodies smell of red."
That was a really good metaphor and a perfect way to end this write.
Even though this was short, this is the kind of write that still captivated my attention.
Thank you for entering.
Adding your comment:
