Please bring the wine cuz I’m flat broke,
I couldn’t even buy a can of Coke.
But once you smell my heart’s sweet rose,
you’ll only wish you were all nose.
Robert Klein Engler lives in Omaha, Nebraska. He is a writer and artist. His many publications are available in print or on the Internet. Robert holds degrees from the University of Illinois at Urbana and the University of Chicago Divinity School. You may find his writing scattered over the Internet.
The Rime of the Balanced Boxes after Samuel Coleridge's Rime of the Ancient Mariner Part I Now, the training time...
. I don't know why I think things will get better. I'm always holding on to flimsy hope. I've held...
I love this poem, Paul, because of how well it describes and explains one of the most uniquely beautiful places…
Joe, I love your interpretation - as far as I'm concerned" a gold-digging young gigolo who attaches himself to a…
Urszula, what an imaginative limerick! That is something Poe might have done! Sorry to be so late seeing this.
Agreed, Urszula! Thank you for commenting.
When I was in the U.K. I heard that "poodle" could mean a henpecked or subservient husband, and by extension…
This one was impudent but on point. I like a scandalous verse now and then. So much was not said, which says it all. I’ve heard that Latin is like that.
This is based on a longer Catullus poem (carmen 13), and gives an echo of only the last two or three lines. The “Coke” reference, of course, is a modern interpolation.