1. EXTENDED METAPHOR POEM

2. And the Rose is his desire.
A MORE ANCIENT MARINER
THE swarthy bee is a buccaneer, A burly velveted rover, Who loves the booming wind in his ear As he sails the seas of clover.
A waif of the goblin pirate crew, With not a soul to deplore him, He steers for the open verge of blue With the filmy world before him.
His flimsy sails abroad on the wind Are shivered with fairy thunder; On a line that sings to the light of his wings He makes for the lands of wonder.
He harries the ports of the Hollyhocks, And levies on poor Sweetbrier; He drinks the whitest wine of Phlox,
And the Rose is his desire.

3. My heart is a purse
You should look into it before you go out
Looking into it will tell you who I am
Inside it holds many things
Filled with memories and necessities
It helps to beautify me
Carried along wherever I go
Many people can’t find what they’re looking for but I do right away
If empty, it is useless.

4. Reaching up toward the sky
Love is a tree
Reaching up toward the sky
It blossoms at the sight of your radiant face
It roots itself in your gentle spirit
It branches out into all my life
and is watered by
sweet
words
from
your
mouth.