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Prophet without honor
I preach the winter
coming on, the thorn in life.
A black flower went to
my Valentine—
we were merry and broke.
Poems on the topic: valentine
Poems on the topic “valentine” on Poets.by.
February romance
Dine me, wine me,
know me and Valentine me,
please me, give me
a spoonful of honey
for my cold.
V-Day haiku
Valentine’s Day—
formerly held hands count money
by a hard bed
Witch-Wife
She is neither pink nor pale,
And she never will be all mine;
She learned her hands in a fairy-tale,
And her mouth on a valentine.
She has more hair than she needs;
In the sun 'tis a woe to me!
And her voice is a string of colored beads,
Or steps leading into the sea.
She loves me all that she can,
And her ways to my ways resign;
But she was not made for any man,
And she never will be all mine.
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