Poem -
CRIMSON
I am crimson
I exist in the crimson as crimson pearls break free and meld into the crimson moment of me
Pure and bloody crimson, all of me, all of it, all around. I bathe in the crimson petals of my life
I float in the crimson, I dissolve into it, it floats into me and I into it.
And for all time
I shall be crimson
And hubby shouts up the stairs
"don't be so bloody dramatic, you're only having a period!"
Marion Price (2019)
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Comments
My Dear Marion,
Great hysterical write!
You "bloody well" got me with your surprise ending, and, I had a long "period" of laughter.
Peace and Love,
Larry xxx
Ha ha...yes it's a weird one Larry, I'm so glad it made you laugh...blessings my friend?