Friday, January 19, 2007

Bad Form

Nothing can thrive in cement
I know, it’s a rigid lament;
you may point to a rose
and imply it’s content
but if it could speak
I’m sure it would vent
about the extent
of this gray miscreant
conveying dissent.
Nothing can thrive in cement.

5 comments:

Billy The Blogging Poet said...

Bob, I love the play on words and the double-entandra (I never spell that right.) of the title.

HouseMouse said...

Hmmm. I wonder if this will work? Let me know if you don't get this comment! Haha! Great poem by the way.

ozymandiaz said...

Indeed!

gautami tripathy said...

cemented! double entendre and all!

rch said...

Hi Billy, sorry I missed the Ringing but my free time is sporadic and quite short lived. Thanks a lot!!

Hey Shirley, yes you made it through, so good to 'see' you. Thanks!

Hey Ozmo what's the deal? Ha ha

Hello Guatami - solid! ;^D