Come flower, please, and reveal
That of your body the bees would steal.
Uncross your petals and present
Your blossoming and angelic scent.
The part at which the bees would plunder,
Is that at which I do wonder.
For it is so soft and wholly pure;
In that haven, I'm content for sure.
Allow me linger at your foot,
Where you would quiver and shake at the root
For when I touch, you might recoil,
But fear not, your virtue shall not spoil.
Upon this fine and placid day,
I could sit and be so gay;
And where so fortunate is a man to be
So he may lie on his back and gaze upon thee.
A contest entry
- Seasonal colours by cazzy71.
400 points, ended October 28, 41 entries
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Wow, this reminds me of late and great poetry. As haret5 stated, the use of the word "gay" in its real form creates a different feeling in the poem. Keep this up! If I wrote this and changed anything, I would call myself a fool.
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White Rose Wolf
I liked this very naturey callm and cute great job -
Good Job
You did a good job. One of the things that impresses me the most is that you used gay as it's original meaning considering that most people use it as an insult not knowing its true meaning. It really makes me wish in was a much nicer day outside. -
I liked this.It was beautiful in its simplicity, but what I particularly liked was how you had included the perspective from the flowers viewpoint and feelings.I wouldn't have thought of that.Montey
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sweet
This is sweet and oh so pretty,I like the pleasant tone this gentle piece sets. A quality entry,which I rate very highly. x
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