9 thoughts on “Educational Field Trip”

  1. I wonder if a real whale would stay still long enough for a quirky artist to paint flowers on its flanks and flukes?

    SEEING RED

    Tonight, my dear, I’m seeing red—
    Or is it puce or rose?
    Whatever’s going round my head
    Is tingling all my toes.

    My heart, my dear, becomes inflamed
    With passion sore ablaze;
    Perhaps it is because I miss
    Your glowing, crimson gaze.

    Whate’er the cause, my face is flushed
    Like a ripened cherry,
    No longer healthy, but inflamed—
    See the vessels serry*?

    A certain sanguine aftertaste
    Is clinging to my tongue,
    For I have kissed your ruby lips—
    To which the claret clung.

    *serry – (archaic) to crowd closely together

    © 2011 by Magical Mystical Teacher

    Lady in Red

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