Write a poem about this photo

jstankevicz 5 years ago

I’m not here

The cat’s eyes cut through me,

as I threw roses at her feet.

The sock monkey mocked me,

As I made a hasty retreat.

The key, you see, was me,

I’m out, the picture is complete.

JazLive 4 years ago

Flowering Keys

Tuxedo Cat is in my way

How do I get a purple flower

the Sock Monkey say

Yes! Keys are the power

Sock Monkey tossed all keys one day

Tuxedo Cat - ran from key shower

Sock Monkey retrieved the keys

for the power to get a daily purple flower

Ben Evans 4 years ago

I know that I am late to the party.  I just joined and thought I would scribble a few words together.

Fair sense

if it were

just not known.

Quiet memories last as life travels.

A flower blooms.

A violet sheen

is a desirous reaction

to bring sense to aheart's rendition.

Head strong my spirit shows senses intact. A remembrance

of memories so dear.

Unlock me

tenderly

to my dear past.

In me shall

be fair images

on the sleeves

of my spirit.

starfox  4 years ago

this picture is dumb but it dosent taste like gum!

shrty4u2 4 years ago

they key within the eye of a cat and the smooth soft breeze of the purple flowers

maddamselfly 3 years ago

Collage of photos

Nancy E Alcorn

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Behind a screen a feline creature stares

I wonder if the focus is a bird

Firm muscles tense, eyes fixed, through tiny squares

Her whiskers twitch, slight chattering is heard

Beside her lay five keys from long ago

The doors they open perhaps they are these

Possibly charity, courage and Hope

Two yet unnamed of these skeletal keys

Conceivably one faith and the other

Might unlock dreams of future yet to be

Monkey sits reminds me of my brother

He’s made from socks crochet and stitchery

Yellow flowers behind him window dress

When looking out they look like daffodils

My mind now wanders backwards I confess

Back to the keys, as I swallow my pills

One unlocks future if we would dare peak

Pandora’s Box, behind a door unseen

The second key unlocks the present mind

Releasing visions, opulent and keen

Third key would unlock the past to ponder

The good and bad to sort the memories

Now two remain; my mind begins to wander

As recollections spread out like disease

(Beneath monkeys gloved hand they will remain)

Smell of rose’s wafts to me on the breeze

I breathe them in nostalgia and desire

Propels my senses deepens mysteries

I settle in relax enjoy the fire

I leave you to find the doors remaining

As shades of lavender affect my brain

Slipping under conscious spirit draining

I fall asleep, attended by the rain

haley 3 years ago

I like your picca more than

sponsbob loves jellyfish,

patrick loves ice cream,

mr.krabs loves money &

plankton wants the secret formula

lookwhodunit 2 years ago

Hey, whats wrong with a lil monkey-ing around?

If i had six keys, i would be monkey-ing down.

The best around, violets too, yeah doing the town.

But, i mean, baby blue does not go with green!

and what's with the quarto-jeans, yep he's clean.

Straight from a touchy brokeback scene.

not to be mean, but the green-tupet hat.

Is green eggs and ham....but not the one to catch this cat.

NO not in a hat, how you come up to bat, and the pither just sat?

Gotta up those stats and never come back when dressed like that.

i can't believe, he had SIX skeleton keys, flowers, and still no planted seed.

This is dream, its gotta be, where's my team, and who is he?

It's a monkey, and it's staring at me, like i've been somewhere that i shouldn't be.

Wait, time, referee... this is a foul and i'm shooting three.

I've crossed the line into eternity, thats left on the moon, it's easy you'll see.

I'm posted outback of the phaternity. you heard of me, probably, allready wanna murder me.

Because you learn-from-me, earn from me, mad now you looking all stearn-at-me.

Take your turn-at-me, burn-with me, not so concearned wit-me.

It's not my fault, HAULT, words are neverending from the hurtinfeelings vault.

Man gotta get some salt, to throw in a wound once you get past assault.

Instead you monkey-mellow, in all this crazy weather? and that cat is a fellow, so you can finally change the sweater!

Act like you never met her....and slide off in the leather. oh man i'm truly sorry, your name is really heather?