The exercise:
Write a four line poem about: an early start.
It was a pretty good market again this week, especially once the sun came out mid-morning. Before that it was a little chillier than I'd have preferred.
The fall colours are getting pretty amazing around here. Hoping to be able to go for a family drive and walk to enjoy it and get some pictures tomorrow.
Mine:
Driving to the market
By the light of the moon;
Keep the faith, keep the faith,
There will be sunshine soon.
3 comments:
Well, it's raining here! I rather like it though, as I've no particular reason to go out today, and the rain is often best appreciated from indoors. It also means that autumn is here at last, and I can have crisp mornings, damp evenings and the occasional mist hovering around. This is why this is probably my favourite time of year!
I like the optimism in your poem today, though I feel like whispering to the narrator that the sun came up for the last time yesterday.
An early start
He crawled his way out of the womb,
and could read at six months old.
He was a high school wrestler when he was four,
With a strong full Nelson hold.
An Early Start
an excerpt from "Invisible"
They follow after tardy boys,
They gobble dawdling little girls.
Hurry off to school, my dear,
For things not seen can hurt you.
Greg - I agree with you on that one, definitely. Watching rain from inside when you have no need to go out in it is my preferred way to view it.
That is both funny and a little unsettling. Not sure I'd know what to do with a child like that!
Aholiab - yeah, I can see you having a lot of fun with this story. Loads of possibilities to work with here :)
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