Boquet of Bartered Love

One dozen dead roses
A pocket full of red disposes
Fidelity, fealty their temporal wrapper encloses
Organic ode that nature's bipolar rhythm transposes
Trite requiem to all the brownnoses
A token gift that penurious love exposes 
Gone are the scintillating wax poses
The mirth, pageantry time hoses
Buried in the cemetary with Grandma Moses
Bring back the artificial supposes
To satiate all of the charming virtuosas
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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April 26, 2011 at 11:47 PM
hey, this one is that monorhyme type. REading this reminded me of those plastic roses on graves. An interesting poem, Stephen.
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