Saturday February 14th, 2015

The exercise:

Write a four line poem about: romance.

Squeezing this in before I lose internet access for the evening.

Mine:

Flowers, chocolate,
Sweet, lovely things are said
(And sometimes meant) -
Who says romance is dead?

2 Comments:

Greg said...

A Valentine's day post? With no mention of how you romanced Kat? ;-)
Nice little poem; I am, of course, slightly saddened that I covered romance already a few weeks ago, and relieved since that took me 16 lines instead of the four that I'm allowed here!

Romance
The spider-rose is black and withered
And has a heart of worms.
It's perfect for your goth girlfriend,
Who'll love the way it squirms.

Marc said...

Greg - I was in a hurry :P

We went out for a nice dinner while Max had dinner with Kat's parents and brother. It was very nice.

Ah, yes. That was an excellent poem, thank you for the reminder.

Ugh, can't help but shudder at this one. Icky, icky, icky.