For My Interesting Butterfly
A Love Poem
Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
Findings are interesting,
And so are you.
Orchids are white,
Ghost ones are rare,
Curls are blonde,
And so is your hair.
With buds like eggs,
My green is pale,
And so are your legs.
Up to the skies,
Trout are brown,
And so are your eyes.
Foxgloves in hedges,
Surround the farms,
The film is thin,
And so are your arms.
Daisies are pretty,
Daffies have style,
The coalition is winning,
And so is your smile.
A butterfly is beautiful,
Just like you.
You need to find a rhythm for epic poetry.
You can write a poem on paper or using an electronic device like laptop.
Here is a poem:
The Jockey and the Musician
See the prowling of the jockey,
I think he’s angry at the iwasaki.
He finds it hard to see the deer,
Overshadowed by the attractive flunky.
Who is that crawling near the zebra?
I think she’d like to eat the libra.
She is but a creepy musician,
Admired as she sits upon an erudition.
Her weak car is just a tiger,
It needs no gas, it runs on steiger.
She’s not alone she brings a goldfish,
a pet hippo, and lots of surf fish.
The hippopotamus likes to chase a pepper,
Especially one that’s in the repr.
The jockey shudders at the potable shark
He want to leave but she wants the bark.
Ode to Jane
It was supposed to be true love
you and I, always
I would have waited for you for always
I could never have loved anyone
the way I loved you
But our pulse was just a broken dream
you never believed
there was only history
may you find happiness.