Today's starter: we went out in the woods today.
I'll try to get some pictures up to go with this post - assuming I can remember which box the camera cable is in.
Edit: one picture for now, more to come later.
Mine:
We went out in the woods today
To walk and climb and rest and play.
We saw so much along the way,
From snow to rocks to trees to lakes.
We'd walk awhile then take a break,
A view so pure we thought it fake.
We wished from that dream not to wake;
We talked 'til there was naught to say.
Pictures were all that we could take,
And in our pockets, tucked away,
Were moments from our special day,
To add to the story we will make.
2 comments:
I look forward to seeing the pictures! And, in reference to your previous comment, the time difference works in my favour -- it's just coming up to 8am, and this is a good time of day for me to contribute to your blog :)
I like your poem, and I particularly like what you've done with the rhyme scheme. The last line seems to stutter slightly though; I wonder if it would be improved if you made it "... we will make" rather than "... we'll make"?
We went out in the woods today
We went out in the woods today. It was a bright morning, with little wispy white clouds in the sky, and a soft breeze with a salt tang to it ruffling our hair. Anneliese was grinning madly by the time we reached the edge of the woods and stood at the end of the path turning round and round, out of breath and getting dizzy.
"I love these days so much!" she shouted, and collapsed against me, giggling.
"Shhhh!" hissed someone angrily from just inside the woods. Anneliese kept laughing, clutching at me, not steady enough to stand yet, and I peered past her, through strands of her auburn hair.
Half-hidden behind a tree-trunk was a teddy bear, standing on its hind legs and flossing.
"Wha-?" I managed, startled.
"Be quiet!" it growled at me in a low, deep rumble. "Hansel and Gretel are nearby and I've not eaten for days."
I started to back off, pulling Anneliese with me.
Completely agree Greg - I noticed it when I was reading it out to Kat this morning and forgot to change it.
Fixed it up and added a picture too :)
Reeeally like your take on this one. Particularly liked:
"Anneliese kept laughing, clutching at me, not steady enough to stand yet, and I peered past her, through strands of her auburn hair."
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