Saturday April 6th, 2013

The exercise:

Write a four line poem about: the big time.

I'm scheduling this post as Kat and I are being treated tonight to a producer's dinner at our new restaurant and then we get a complimentary night's stay at the attached resort.

I keep thinking we're not "big enough" for such treatment. That we don't belong, especially when one of the other farms we know is attending is like 100 acres.

I'm sure I'll get over all that pretty quickly once we're there though, and we're really looking forward to the overnight stay.

Mine:

Surrounded on all sides
By the leading figures of crime;
I think it's safe to say
We've been welcomed to the big time.

4 Comments:

Greg said...

That sounds like a fun evening! I hope it's everything you're expecting :) Is it a networking type event then?
And... nice poem :) I think most of my characters can relate to it!

The big time
"Welcome to the big time!
It's all you'll ever need.
You can put your cellphone down again,
Because you're not allowed to leave..."

David said...

I kno wht ur thinking
Stop
They aint better
U belong

Aholiab said...

The Big Time

Over foreign deserts I flew a chopper,
To tropical resorts I flew a Dreamliner,
In my granddaughter’s yard we flew a kite,
I’m in the big time now.

Marc said...

Greg - mostly it was a token of appreciation from the restaurant to their suppliers. A little networking on the side :P

Hmm, I don't think I want to make it to that big time...

David - I should have written that down and stuck it in my pocket as a reminder :)

Aholiab - love it. Great contrasts, wonderful sentiment.