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Category: Poems
Prick Your Fingers On the Thorns
Poem by: Marie Therese Lawlor
You must not be afraid of the rose’s thorns
Let it prick your fingers
Feel that tinge of prickly jealousy well up in your chest
Because that helps you learn how much you love the rose
The beautiful white rose, thorns and all
Letter to Chance
By chance I met you in my dream
What a coincidence
You were there sitting on the left wearing glasses
Smiling big
You were the one
Who lived in a pineapple
Down under
The ocean
He.
He has coffee.
He has unlimited beer.
He has cigarettes.
He…
You can keep your prince.
I’ll have chimichanga.
