Thursday, April 12, 2012

Yellow Flower

This flower (weed?) was standing tall in the middle of the yard, and I gladly took the opportunity for a picture.  When I adjusted the exposure, it actually turned the grass behind it a purple color.  No idea why, but I like it.

I'm not even sure how I missed posting on Wednesday.  That's usually a weekend thing when I get really busy and sidetracked.  At any rate, I'm still playing catch up.  Here's day 11Pick a season (any season), make it the title of your poem, and then write your poem.

Italian Seasoning

I'm not much of a cook
and he doesn't much care
as long as I wear his favorite apron
and a smile.
I've ruined plenty of dinners
taste testing from his lips,
adding too much spice,
and setting off the smoke alarm.
He prefers a long simmer to a
fast boil, and we pour on more
Italian seasoning.

And day 12Take the phrase "Something (blank)," replace the blank with a word or phrase, make the new phrase the title of your poem, write your poem.

Something is Amiss (Sijo)

Something is amiss and I haven't a clue what it is.
If the silence is any indication, I should know by now
and try to resolve that darkening sadness in your eyes.


  1. The picture is so clear and vibrant and lovely!! These poems are great too. You are so talented. :)