There were rosy bleeding-hearts
and great splendid crimson peonies; white, fragrant narcissi and thorny, sweet Scotch roses; pink and blue and white columbines and lilac-tinted Bouncing Bets; clumps of southernwood and ribbon grass and mint; purple Adam-and-Eve, daffodils, and masses of sweet clover white with its delicate, fragrant, feathery sprays; scarlet lightning that shot its fiery lances over prim white musk-flowers; a garden it was where sunshine lingered and bees hummed, and winds, beguiled into loitering, purred and rustled.
There were predictable cries from certain quarters that Nadiya Hussain's Great British Bake Off victory was all down to bleeding-heart
liberals at the BBC sucking up to the multicultural lobby.
I'm no stranger to death and am a war veteran, so this is not a bleeding-heart
liberals are not alone in decrying the CIA's use of torture in the interrogation of Islamic terror suspects.
THE wide-eyed innocents of Venky's may have deserved much of the stick which has headed their way this season but nobody merits the shabby bleeding-heart
story pedalled by Chris Samba.
Ordinary people are fed-up hearing from bleeding-heart
human rights activists and liberal lawyers harping on about the need to look after the crooks and criminals who have forfeited their right to mingle in civilised society.
Editor's Note: Don't get us wrong, we love a good bleeding-heart
ballad as much as the next dyke, but we like to stick with what we know here and that's nonfiction.