#beetroot
My garden grows only beetroot,
They're all shaped like little hearts.
All got stolen by someone cute,
Outmanoeuvred all the guards.
But it is fine, she can keep them,
She can take all the heartbeet.
Her smile is like a little gem,
Just for her does my heart beat!
Jun 28, 2025
Jun 28, 2025 at 1:34 PM UTC
Her lips were stained red,
Her bright smile, utter dread.
Befitting a She-vampire,
"But tis only Beetroot, Sire!"
Mar 2, 2019
Mar 2, 2019 at 3:12 AM UTC
Sun settled over
beetroot sky, like
mother hen over
clutch.
And I could smell
the beetroots burning
against horizon
shift.
Sizzle-flip
and turn them over.
Leaking pale red into
the sea.
One dimensional folding paper,
greaseproof (we presume);
Wrap it up, tape the ends.
Send light to the moon.
Jun 5, 2014
Jun 5, 2014 at 7:14 AM UTC
I'm sat in a pearl
on your lips
Mouthing sweet hymns
Of the lemon pips
That you spit from your lips
I'm stood in ruby
In your hair
Hearing bitter chorals
of beetroot stalks
That you hang from your ear.
I'm struck in amethyst
Through your pupil
Tasting great lilacs
And smelling supple,
Subtle lavender.
Apr 19, 2014
Apr 19, 2014 at 4:02 PM UTC