Sunday, October 01, 2006

Random Flickr Blogging (1835)

Originally uploaded by marvin m.

A single flow'r he sent me, since we met.
All tenderly his messenger he chose;
Deep-hearted, pure, with scented dew still wet--
One perfect rose.
I knew the language of the floweret;
"My fragile leaves," it said, "his heart enclose."
Love long has taken for his amulet
One perfect rose.

Why is it no one ever sent me yet
One perfect limousine, do you suppose?
Ah no, it's always just my luck to get
One perfect rose.

     Dorothy Parker


Blogger Tom Hilton said...

Yes, she had rotten luck that way... ;-)

Nice one.

6:54 AM  
Blogger pissed off patricia said...

Ah, roses. Mother Nature's way of bragging about her abilities.

7:03 AM  
Blogger Pogo said...

What a great poem. In WV the modern equivalent would be "Hey I just won $5 on one of the 10 $1 scratch off tickets I just bought."

7:34 AM  
Blogger Pogo said...

Re: your post on the GOP - you've got to go visit Hastert's website and look at the releases on keeping kids safe in cyberspace.

7:36 AM  
Blogger The Minstrel Boy said...

yeah, roses and fresh vegetables are all it takes to get me past my dislike of gardening. my shannon roses are treasures.

9:30 AM  

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