Practicality, love

Some say love
is a rose
vibrant, gentle,

poets have likened
love to
a summers day
an ocean breeze
the moon

I say love
is tartar sauce;
it looks like hell
you have no idea
what it is made of
yet you always
seem to find it



5 thoughts on “Practicality, love

  1. Ron February 12, 2010 / 3:04 pm

    This is great. I love how the first two stanzas take me in and make me feel like this great love poem is going to have a love epiphany in stanza three, but oh no, not from mark, stanza three not only is about tarter sause, it feels like you got pushed head first into a bowl of mystery goo!


  2. Mark February 12, 2010 / 3:30 pm

    Wait a minute…stanza three ISN’T a love ephiphany to you…? ;-{)


    • Ron February 12, 2010 / 4:13 pm

      Do you hear my heart breaking Haha!


  3. pearlnelson February 12, 2010 / 5:22 pm

    So what you are saying is that love and fried fish are better together?
    Loved it. Pearl


  4. monica February 13, 2010 / 11:34 am

    love it you nailed it!! thnks for letting me in on the blog thing


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