Card-in-all
You could be her scarlet
letter
or his
red badge of courage,
their Sunday sup of
sacrifice
against His fiery
Second Coming.
Out, damned spot,
foul fruit of Eden!
Begone, blood lips
of all ye fair maidens.
Unless I, in turn,
be the worm
uncaught
then you are a red wheel
barrow
or you are none of
these.
4 comments:
I'll be the Bat. Because -
I'm Batman.
Since I don't eat worms, we could be friends.
Or not. Because, I'll not be the friend you want, but the friend you de-zerve.
You were the only one brave enough to comment on this one.
You ARE Batman.
Perhaps all of these... :-)
Again these cardinals! I love them! They're such an inspiration for playful poems. :-)
They make my winter bearable, Vesper.
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