Tempermental Beauty

Please don’t stand so close.

If you must linger at all.

It’s obvious, you’re not a gardener,

The grass is dry, the weeds are tall.

These thorns I’ve raised to keep you back,

My task needs no distraction.

At my feet your greens, invade my space,

It’s your ignorance, sir, your inaction.

 

And furthermore, just spare me.

Your poetry, and prose.

It’s just so lame in comparison,

Too me, the fragrant Rose.

Reviews

[Gomer LePoet]

now this is an old-fashioned poem. nice work Tony and yes the fragrance of the rose is so much more than the description of such.

[Samith Pich]

This poem made me smile, the personification of a rose, or the attitude of someone as beautiful. I like how you've laid out the poem and the concise rhyming scheme

Thanks for sharing

[Crowley]

LMAO...now thats carrying your balls in a wheel barrow! Hope things are good down south...

[Ruth]

lol And that is the Tony, I have come to admire :) Mwah!

[Neva Flores Smith - Cha..]

Such attitude penned here........this made me smile. Wonderful!

[Angela]

smart right.Made me smile. Very nice!

[Cherrie Palmer]

you are no gardener, so no bounty of the harvest wilt thou see- loved it-
it was fun clever and smooth

[Tate Morgan]

lol wll that is unique and very well done

[writernubbin]

Oh! I LOVE this.

"...And furthermore, just spare me.
Your poetry, and prose.

It’s just so lame in comparison,
Too me, the fragrant Rose."

Wonderful!!

[Jenny Nelson]

Another very enjoyable poem! It's seems to have a duel nature- humorous or rough and blunt on the surface, but offering a thought or two to ponder. Well done!