The word for poem is very similar to posy or poesy and poems have traditionally been thought of as flowers.
He loves me. He loves me not.
I walked along the garden path
and entered through the gate
where daisies waved their dainty heads
and sang of love and hate!
He he, pretty cheesy, huh?
4 comments:
It's very nice Talitha! Soft and dreamy...just like a poem.
I like your poem: Strong ambivalence is SO fascinating! And I haven't been here before, so I must also say that your dandelions are divine.
Not cheesy at all! A very interesting observation, and a sweet little illo. Your work is really beautiful.
I love it! So simple and true. ;)
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