The exercise:
All our stuff is in the new place and we've managed to setup the couch, the table and chairs on the balcony, and most of the kitchen so far. Oh, and the bed too. That's pretty important I suppose.
I think we're going to like it here once we get things arranged properly. I'm looking forward to getting rid of all these damn boxes, that's for sure.
Anyway, in a rather unrelated note, today's prompt for your four line poem is: forest fire.
Because of this.
Mine:
The maple tree watched the fire's approach,
With interest more than mild;
"This could be trouble," he thought sadly,
"For this one's surely wild."
2 comments:
Well done on having the internet connection there and working by the time you moved in! I wonder how long it'll be now before it's considered to be one of the utilities like water, gas and nuclear power?
Boxes grow on you if you leave them too long :(
Forest fire
I was sat in a taxi in Athens
In 47 degree heat, watching snow fall.
But it was ash from the forest fires
That raged about the city that fall.
(True story, as it happens)
It's so, so necessary. It's not like I'm addicted or anything though. It's just... uh, yeah, moving on.
That must have been quite the sight. I need to get to Athens one day - hopefully sans forest fire.
Post a Comment