Poetry's For Sissies

Luscious scent of crimson flowers
Magical dance of eventide showers
Rolling hills dip to verdant valleys
  Poetry's for sissies, for girls named 'Aly'

Glittering stars illumine the night
Soaring falcons, majestic in flight
Dewdrops, now snowflakes, grace winter's map
  For cryin' out loud: Who writes this crap?

Ambrosial nectar, sparkling grapes on the vine
Floating on air, fueled by cognac and wine
Romantic poetry's fragrance cunningly slays---
  The fiercest of dragons at the end of the day
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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Dietrich Avatar
August 31, 2018 at 3:35 PM
haha. I write this crap!!! Love it.
Wolf Avatar
August 31, 2018 at 4:12 PM
Hahaha! So do I.. Thanks, Andrea! :) gw
Pigeon Tart Avatar
August 31, 2018 at 8:41 AM
Lol! My best friend is an "Aly" short for Alita. You got our number ;) Fun one my friend, xomo!
Wolf Avatar
August 31, 2018 at 9:00 AM
Pretty funny! :) gw
Rowe Avatar
August 31, 2018 at 4:55 AM
I enjoyed this clever poem. I have definitely noted a glut of poems using such words as crimson, eventide, vermillion and a few others.
Wolf Avatar
September 2, 2018 at 1:12 PM
Interesting comment. I too have noticed an abundance of 'crimson' and 'vermilion.' Best wishes, gw
Cunningham Avatar
August 31, 2018 at 3:44 AM
Lovely verse Gershon, made me smile lol. Tom
Wolf Avatar
September 2, 2018 at 1:13 PM
Glad to hear it, Tom! ~ gw
Waters Avatar
August 31, 2018 at 12:54 AM
Certainly made me grin. Delightful snappy little number! How many cognac and wine were involved??
Wolf Avatar
September 2, 2018 at 1:15 PM
Lost count (after zero, LOL). Thanks for checking this one out, Virginia.
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