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The Hallmark Screw
by Jennifer RaganAisles of love cards
Oozing blood red,
Heart shaped chocolates
Lifeless and dead.
Valentine creatures
Claw at your purse,
Waiting to pounce
Their faces perverse.
Bouquets of flowers
Cut short of life
As baby breath withers
The mood is strife.
Diamonds and gem stones
Scream from their cages,
Nickels and dimes
Four weeks of wages.
What ever happened to
I love you?
Dollars and cents,
The Hallmark screw.
02/07/2007
Author's Note: Just a little Valentine Day humor....XOXO
Posted on 02/07/2007
Copyright © 2025 Jennifer Ragan
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Joe Cramer on 02/07/07 at 04:36 PM This is an outstanding piece! Thank you for sharing!!! |
| Posted by Soulo Jacob Bourgeau on 02/07/07 at 07:08 PM Oh so timely and anti-commercialized! |
| Posted by Genevieve Sturrock on 02/08/07 at 03:40 PM LOL! your poems always trip so light and breezy, but this one has a nice little bite to it. love your constant rhythm and rhyme!!! love it, love it, loooove it! |
| Posted by Genevieve Sturrock on 02/08/07 at 03:41 PM you got my vote for POTD! |
| Posted by Rusty C Arquette on 02/09/07 at 02:37 PM Perfect! (LOL!) - I've felt for a long time, that thanks to greeting cards, there is a large portion of society that couldn't express their feelings at gunpoint! A copout for true expressions of love and life. - Bravo! - RCat |
| Posted by Dave Fitzgerald on 02/10/07 at 02:08 PM Oh so true, we were only talking about this, this morning, thank you for making me right for a change lol |
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