Feb 13, 2015

2Poems 2Day

Pep Talk
It just won’t fit inside my brain.
Who goes to war to just contain?
It’s such an old familiar song.
Let’s move on in; but not for long
Let’s go and give this thing a shot
And give it half of what we’ve got
Strategies that I’ve devised are cooler now, and hipper
So follow me, America
Let’s tie one for the Gipper
The Language of Flowers
Once a year, like clockwork
For 24 Sweet Hours
The whole world speaks one language
They say it all with flowers
So as the florists flutter
From house to house with greening
Allow me to explain to you
That each bouquet has meaning
Knowledge of this language
And related floracopeia
Can bring discerning gentlemen
The nearer to utopia
The messages are subtle
But men must all take notice
If you send her red roses
And she sends back a lotus
Red roses stand for passion
Enduring through futurity
Alas, the lovely lotus stands
For chastity and purity
So if you bring her roses
And she a lotus brings
Be ready with a sunflower
Which stands for higher things
Embrace a vase of pansies
If her pure heart is hard
And send her back some daffodils
To show a warm regard
With luck you might impress her
And melt away her coldness
She’ll send you a Delphinium
A metaphor for boldness
You reply with ivy
Which shows you’re on the level
As ivy stands for faithfulness
You clever little devil.
So why not pop the question
And start the celebration
The bride will have forget-me-nots
And I’ll wear a carnation

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