The exercise:
A four line poem about: blue.
I missed being at the market today, but it was the right choice. We would have been miserably cold and made enough to pay for gas and maybe a little extra. But we'll definitely be there next week.
Plus we were very productive around here, planting corn, squash, and melons while dodging raindrops.
Mine:
I'm thinking of you
And feeling blue -
But then you kiss Fred
And I see red.
My ISP is playing up badly at the moment, and are in danger of getting a phone call asking for a refund since they're not providing the service I pay for, so this has to be fairly short.
ReplyDeleteSounds like you had a very productive day! I think the occasional day away from the market can be refreshing, so long as it's not so often you stop making money :)
Heh, I wonder who Fred is now!
Blue
It was always your favourite colour,
Everything had to be blue,
But now it's spread to your face,
And it's an unattractive hue!
Greg - give 'em hell!
ReplyDeleteHah, that is an unfortunate turn of events. I think it's much safer to have red as a... no, I suppose it might not. Never mind.
I like blue,
ReplyDeleteLots of people do,
My friends like blue too,
Do You?
Random Poem.