it was a
glorious sunny day
a day I would never forget
I waited till the flower shop opened
I was their first customer that morning
perfumes were rich and magnificent
I knew exactly what I came in to get
a few exquisite long stemmed roses
and the color had to be just right
peach on the side of salmon rosé
coral with the blush of tangerine
apricot with a hue of orangina
here there they were
and they were mine
my heart was
elated
AP: 3rd place 2025, Honorable Mention 2022
Submitted on March 11, 2021 for contest FLOWER OR FLOWERS IN IMAGISM FORM sponsored by CONSTANCE LA FRANCE - RANKED 1ST
I Wanna Smack the Orangina Couple
It's a pity, since I like the drink,
But I hate the couple in their ad;
They've been to the Riviera,
Never had kids and don't want 'em,
You can feel it in their voices.
If they did, they couldn't go there, then brag about it
With all that false sophistication, that fatuity;
This much I could stand - just barely -
But worse; they talk into and over one another
Like the other one's not even there, until it all becomes
One smooth babble of arrogant emptiness
Grinding like a small rock stuck in a groove in your skin:
So there it is. Though the "Orangina Couple" are mere fantasy,
Every time they come on, - I can't help it -
I just wanna reach out 'n smack 'em
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