What’s That Flower You Have On?

A rose by any other name would smell as sweet…

unless it’s named Bruce.

A dozen long-stemmed Bruces would probably smell like flannel and Aqua Velva, or maybe like coffee and Pall Malls.

I’m just guessing.

I don’t have time to stop and smell the Bruces.

In the Air

their noses red
in the winter wind
they hold hands

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© Steve Mitchell 2017

Nobody Expects to Get Hit Two Days in a Row! For My Sweetie, Now With Limericky Goodness

For my Sweetie:

LOVEAMBUSH!!

there once was a fellow named Steve
whose art skills were kind of naive
he once drew a heart
which hung like a fart
but smelled like a rose-scented breeze

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© Steve Mitchell 2016

Future Stop And

RoboRose
smells
your nose

—-

© Steve Mitchell 2015

A Metaphor is Better For (Because Truth Rhymes)

well
I’ll tell you
when I smell you
a rose
grows
in my nose

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© Steve Mitchell 2015

By Any Other Name

pull close
and push
away

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© Steve Mitchell 2015

By Any Other

and we stop
to smell the idea
of roses

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© Steve Mitchell 2014

Without Time

without time
no scent on the bloom
frozen rose

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© Steve Mitchell 2011