Bouquets

Roses blood painted petals shine. Thorns defending savage ripping hands. Gloves are cheating! Go pick on something your own size! Tulips won't bite, but they take revenge. They flourish in fresh churned soil, generously fertilized by bodies deeply buried.

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Camila Encarnacion

Date: 6/18/2023 10:14:00 PM

I find this one kind of pleasant because I understood all your metaphors.

Susie Foster
Date: 6/20/2023 6:45:00 PM

Thank you for taking the time to read. I am glad you enjoyed it.

Beata Agustin

Date: 4/17/2023 1:20:00 AM

Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Welcome to Poetry Soup. I welcome you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." God bless you.