A COPPER CASCADE

 

Her crowning glory

Of cascading copper

Pours like molten rust

Onto the pure and unblemished

Milk white skin

Of her neck and shoulders

How I envy each burnished strand

Spilling onto her alabaster skin

Touching where my lips may not

WHAT RICH TAPESTRY

 

What rich tapestry

Has nature weaved,

This thing of beauty

Crafted by artisan hand

Each stitch and thread,

Singularly ambiguous,

Contributes to the whole

And into this creation

Life was breathed

And light was shone

And there you stand

A ROSE

 

I thought you pretty as a Rose

A sweet scented beauty

So I gave to you my heart

But you left it broken

And it now lies dying

On a Rose’s bloodied thorns

TO SLEEP, PERCHANCE TO DREAM

 

How eagerly I await the night

When I can drift through

The curtain of sleep,

Into the dreamlands

Where sweet maidens await

With smiles of seduction,

Sweet tender caresses

And whispered words of love

Until I am torn away

Into the waking hour

BEAUTEOUS ROSE

 

Beauteous Rose in summer dress

In scented splendour

The courtly bees attends thee

Thy fragrant demeanour

In sunlit display

Leaves all nature in awe

CRIMSON HEADED MAIDEN FAIR

 

All I can do is stand and stare

At the crimson headed maiden fair

The girl with the flaming red hair

Oh beautiful maiden standing there

With tresses of flaming red hair

Please be the answer to my prayer

ARE YOU WEARING A DUNCE’S CAP?

 

Are you wearing a dunce’s cap?

Of course that’s not inappropriate

I’m sorry to act surprised it’s my fault.

For a second I forgot you were an idiot