Sunday, January 13, 2013

COT A Bee in the Bonnet




Rainbows rising after pouring rain,
Morning sunrise then sunset flame.
Souls entwined embrace every word,
Nothing done is absurd,
With every breath no need for money,
Life is a flower of which love is the honey.

Whitesnakes do it better ..............  Miserably

11 comments:

KB said...

What, no toilet humour this week? xxxx

keeth said...

Talking of toilet humour and flowers...

There once was a man from Australia
Who painted his arse like a dahlia
Tuppence a smell
Went reasonably well
Hut threepence a lick was a failure.

keeth said...

But not hut!

Green Speck said...
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Green Speck said...

A beautiful poem ... good use of the prompt :-)

Robyn Greenhouse said...

very sweet!

gsb said...

I knew it...beneath that rough exterior beats the heart of a poet.
Exceptional work Mr. Hissy..
Old Grizz

Rinkly Rimes said...

A happy poem but a rather sad photo to accompany it!

my heart's love songs said...

this is lovely!

Emma Major said...

really great use of the prompt

Kendall said...

Wow! Awesome use of the prompt.

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