Charles Messina Poet Tritina

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.Example for my contest

Flowers of Blue and Red

Flowers of beauty bloom blue and red 
Finally, winter's gone, good-bye Old Man Winter 
Ahh...the new warmth begins 

In the birth of spring, new life begins 
Violets are blue, roses are red  
they've made it through the chilling harsh winter 

Their thorns left lone all through the cold winter 
Still hanging strong as the new spring begins 
They grow new flowers of blue and red 

Flowers of blue and red bloom shortly after winter when spring begins

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Anisha Dutta February 16, 2019 at 10:40 AM So attractive form. I didn't know. Sure to try.

Jennifer Proxenos February 13, 2019 at 12:53 PM I find what you write in your poems so visibly true when we walk through our garden, especially after our first rains, and the flourish of color is starting to bud - really breath-taking. Well penned Charles, Poetry hugs, Jennifer.

Brandy Nicole February 12, 2019 at 10:26 PM It is amazing to me how flowers stay hidden, like everything else in winter. However, as soon as it is time for new life to begin. All is bright and colorful again. :) I love it. And, I love this poem. ~ Brandy

Constance La France February 12, 2019 at 2:07 PM charlie, a lovely poem and example for your contest, this is a new form for me so quite excited to give it a whirl~

Kaveesha Ruwindi February 12, 2019 at 10:30 AM Lovely poem, I shall give it a try! :)

Carly Lalion February 12, 2019 at 9:46 AM Beguiling spring song!

Anne-Lise Andresen February 12, 2019 at 2:05 AM - Really something to look forward to ... Spring is a lovely time ... just the way you describe it in your beautiful poem, Charlie :) - hugs // Anne-Lise :)

Caren Krutsinger February 11, 2019 at 11:35 PM I am so hungry for spring and my flowers after I read this, Charles. We are under ice here. Thank you for giving me hope.