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i paint in colors of spring, i've been doing laundry so long it is talking to me, so what'll it be?, spring, tenWord
Today is the first day of Spring Break for us. No school for a week.
Woot.
I needed the break. Between work and grad school and baseball and…. it’s not like we will be doing anything over the top. Today we did laundry and played around the house. We played outside, barefoot in the grass and watched the apple blossoms fall in the wind before the storm we had.
Last week, Gay had us create our own form of poetry for Meeting the Bar. Because I like simple things (and because I am a simple thing) I came up with tenWord. Yep, you get ten words to say it.
So today, in the comments, tell me about your day in tenWord, some aspect that made your day special or…you pick—have fun with it. No Linky, just chatting about our day in tenWords over the dVerse watercooler.
beneath the pear tree
cotton candy petals
caress our slumber.
wind taps the window. Quick!
pretend no one is home.
Laundry clunking in the dryer
whispers the secrets of Easter.
Have a bit of fun with it
& come back tomorrow for Poetics, Anthony has a great picture prompt for us. Until then—Happy Monday all! ~Brian
Good bout of writing
Mont Blanc shimmers
Nod of understanding
ha. mont blanc
very nice writing instrument there.
wrote my piece for tomorrow today
that is about it.
i write better at night.
No, this was the real Mont Blanc mountain in the distance, not the writing instrument. Plan to buy one of those when I sign my first publishing contract…
ha. they are cool.
never had one. the mountains,
def have things we can learn.
I love the “knock, quick hide” one the best, Brian!
*
Raked two bags of autumn’s
weeds and now I rest.
*
Wait, didn’t I write three
day-fourteen poems as well?
*
Counting words when used to
counting syllables doesn’t quite jell.
*
Still! Beautiful day in sun and leaves!
I can’t complain.
Hehe! Have a great break, as the buds do awake.
oo hope that raking doesnt
leave you tight tomorrow smiles.
counting words is easier…smiles.
Yes, I keep counting syllables instead.
Old dog, new tricks…
writing poems
from four daily prompts
my brain’s a marshmallow
ha. i bet
put it with graham
& chocolate–s’more
🙂
Love this
but need to think
about the tenWord poem.
Oh look!
That’s ten words.
I will post something
later!
ha. you wrote two
without even trying
you got skillz.
Nice, Victoria!
Here’s my real one–it’s a multi-stanza affair. You did ask for our day!
a lesson learned after many years of living
a tenWord
sand still couds our valley
blocking the serene mountain view
later, winds settle down
blue skies break through once again
i’m stuck inside, emptying cupboards
boxing up kitchen for remodel
walking dogs i drink in color
and breath new air
but November’s green grass is turning
drought-dry brown
if i don’t expect perfection
life’s still full, beautiful
blood moon tomorrow early, morning
no doubt i will awaken.
glad you got new air
with all the flying sand
wish the rains would knock
down sand & feed the grass
too many clouds here to see
the moon’s wink
pout.
You’re a natural!
read Margaret Atwood and
Arthur Schopenhauer
I’ve no more bacon 😦
oh when the bacon runs out
the party is over.
😀 ten words…
Thinking about Claudia today
hoping she is OK
somewhere nice
she will be back tomorrow
& i will smile again.
Had too much whipped cream
now sleepy
time for bed
sleep well
enough whipped cream will definitely
wear you
out.
Pen writes to the beat of
Alternative music
guiding me
enjoy writing to music myself
alternative bands on repeat
repeat.
script kiddies
who sleeps
when DOS attacks
come at night
computer programming
is about my paygrade—
probably more lucrative too
a smile of discovery
leads one to a different
treasure
where our treasure is
so is our work ethic
ouch.
wishing that I
could take Spring Break
from my job
~~
thankful, though
for the job that I have
I’m blessed
happy to have a job
but definitely enjoying the break
tah.
that’s 12 words
or can responses go over?
Smiles
demand a re-count like florida
you must be counting chads
I was going to complain, too!
the sun awakened
but fell asleep
again in my arms
ha. so cool.
my cat rolls over
following the sun.
🙂 happy spring, enjoy your break, Brian
most def. we did a whole lotta nothing today.
did take a couple bags of books to the used bookstore
for credit—pick them up tomorrow…we are going to the skate park tomorrow
and i am meeting up with a friend that is a cop…our schedules usually keep us from getting together. thursday and friday will be grad school days for me…several big papers to write.
Cool … sounds like fun. Good luck on the grad papers … I used to love writing papers & essays in college … I still have them all saved up in a box …
be done in december
and not sure i’ll save any
In September mountains
Sleep in the edge
of the shade.
I see stars falling 🙂
cool. love me some nature
in verse & in reality
finance stresses
the restless—
finish taxes
then relaxes
wine, please
ack, will finish mine tonight
try get back my money
I’ll get a glass, too!
clink*
nice!
sat in the sun, feet up
wrote three silly poems
tried to find
when we could see
the lunar eclipse
Sipped a glass of dry white
at the poets’ pub
silly poems are the best
why are we too serious
take your time
i’ll wash your glass
tip/jar on left
How kind you are, encouraging
my writing, while bartending, too.
babies wide eyed
colouring with markers
yes, I said markers
~
my heart warmed
by giggles and snuggles
under the sun
hopefully not the eyes colored
rinse quick, before it dries
*smile*
Broken photocopier
Bullied boy
Poor tests
Looking forward to Friday!
it’s only monday
and not a fun one
it seems.
Day’s highlight
giving communion
to shut-in who can’t
leave home.
————-
So often life’s
important things
don’t make history
or waves.
————
Dogs love me
that makes me happy
I smile.
so cool giving communion
to the shut in, you rock!
dog love is good love
unless you step in it.
Wrote a lot
now contemplating
baking a lot
…
maybe not.
if you do bake, i hope
you consider sharing-yum
Quiet evening in
after planting new rose;
love never dies.
Tony, that touched a chord with me. Almost meloncholy, but love conquers all.
No special poignancy for me, but that’s what poetry does – it offers readers space to find their own meanings and explore their own reactions to the words.
Roses survive in thorns…
sounds like you are planting
more flowers inside the home.
very nice, Tony.
reads like a haiku!
I also repotted a Japanese Maple and top-dressed a Lapland willow tree that we have in containers in our garden. The sun was shining in Scotland yesterday – I had to make the most of it 🙂
Woke this morning to blue skies and sunshine, so it looks like more garden time for me today.
And before anyone asks, I’m not really a keen gardener; I just don’t want it to look like a wasteland.
lol. i hear you. i am much the same….been working the beds around the grape arbor…we are redoing them and so i am having to tear out some weed trees that invaded…its good exercise….
I’m hunting morel mushrooms
I’ll eat what I find
Tomorrow
My submission
Limited to ten words only
Will follow this:
The little flowers
The ones some don’t see
Just we
This is a form I like
I could go on…
Sorry about that
I’m high on endorphins
From hunting morels.
A tick has bitten me
I caught three more
Still wandering.
Still ticking? 🙂
Only a true friend
will help you
search for ticks.
Ten is the first couple
the rest are mere imitations
Perhaps there is
no such thing
as an original thought?
Thoughts are like the wind
pulling dust from Earth’s face.
Cleansing it for the next round
For the next deposition
ha. i like.
there are plenty of imitations
sold cheap
good one.
Department meeting
lost the will to live
same as ever
Laughed out loud…
Didn’t even count to ten this time.
Department lost the will to live
You are happy forever
(Just keep spinning 😀 )
Ha! Nice!
This is perfect 🙂
take a spoon next time
and dig an escape route
during mid-day
went outside for fresh air-
walk’s too short
—————————
morning train commute
all is quiet
but gnashing metal wheels
————————–
cloudy afternoon
spoiled my plans –
i wanted to walk outside
The clouds refused to go away
I walked outside anyway.
walk way too short,
sat on the hill
watching baseball.
yesterday’s dust-of-snow gone;
sun playing hide-and-seek…
remembering dad’s vivacious sister, Marie;
effervescent dust gone beyond sun…
Generous of you Brian
taking time today
for us thanks
Friday rain
lunch in car
watch seagulls at low tide
Saturday warmer
plant sweet peas
work on fix it projects
Sunday warmer still
listened to birds
opened a light beer
Tax extension today
marvelous 70 degrees
moon turns blood red
filing mine tonight
hope i got it right
taxman cometh
poignant on the second one
always good to remember them.
Lying in bed feeling ill
Throat too sore for food
Thank goodness
for the ability to write
for soul food
And for WordPress
In the night
When I can’t sleep
ouch, hope you feel better
soon, no fun being sick.
Well no but it has given me lots of time to read blogs and discover many talented writers and fascinating people- like your good self!
I have enjoyed travelling around your blog and have loved your poetry. You have a quirky, edgy, philosophical take on things which I admire enormously.
I used to teach- best years of my life- you are a true beacon in the lives of those pupils-
You see I’m rambling now- too much time on my hands!
why thank you for the review…smiles…i try to be, for my students
it was a tough time of my life so i try to give back and help others
navigate it better….
Plumber appointment set
Handimanfriend Tim arrived
Quartet’s evening dinner canceled.
Of course daily piano
Wrote two poems
this makes three!
smiles…sound like you had
an artistically fruitful day, gay
first hummingbird at the feeder
he may need an overcoat
white petals
in the spring wind
or is it snow
perfectly appropriate
to match my mood
blood moon rising tonight
Hi Brian – loved reading everyones 10s – K
especially tomorrow,
frost warning – snow in some places
stay warm skydancer
freeze warning tonight
grieving over the
lost peaches of summer
oh sad
used to experience it in florida
blanket trees
Just ran through them…wonderful poetry.
island yoga retreat
illness fades away
poems flee; work calls
glad the illness is gone
hope poems return
& work relieves
Soooo much snow, freezing rain – April is the cruellest month.
Wet snow is worse than snow!
Miss you, warm spring …
cold front here today
& raining—wet & cold
april
on and off with too many things around. little lost…
too much choice/action
leaves one in confusion
halting production
looking for work
in all the wrong places.
trying again.
…
you wonder why they don’t call
back. i’m not alone.
…
i’ve heard there are jobs out there.
shoulda studied computers.
…
age is a fourletter word.
youth’s the same as sex.
…
at least the sun shone today;
whitecaps everywhere – I’m lucky
i have been there M
it is a sisyphus quest
computers def is the new age
and i feel old.
ha on the sex one. smiles.
Oh dear it’s tough out there –
hold onto your hat!
hey marina is in the pub with me,
waves “HI”
Mine is G&T
with ice cubes,
lime and a straw!
(works if G&T is one word, which it is in my vocabulary!)
With Tap tap
I wish my son
could walk around.
———————
Pray god, got most beautiful son who only couldn’t walk.
Brain you know my whole day revolves around my son and nothing else….. Little tough to put it in 10words…….. Catch u later……………
he will be walking soon enough
then try keeping up.
i am curious though, is it due to age
or condition?
Nap. he has CP child with spatic in his legs .. Its my mistake I didnt take care of my health i was depressed and my hubby was always at work and I didnt know how to eat what ever I had I ate and was so obsessed wit my thoughts i didnt think it would affect the baby in my womb, My mother was far and she couldnt be with me also I was married and got conceived immediately and didnt know much about what to do and my past history my mother , grand mom had BP which I had which was not deducted by the drs only on the delivery I came to know so much which was too late. Its all fate My son is suffering on all the put together……….. when I think back I only have tears.
Coffee spilling through the filter, It’s scent, a tangled weed With the flowers on the table. The dog has found a spot Of sun, and drifts to sleep. Good morning.
>
there are a couple tenWords
mixed in there, coffee—yum
A Norwegian Easter:
snow, skiing, crime novels, and old series.
sounds like a fun easter
rebirth comes in many forms.
Skiing for Easter?
Not sure whether to laugh or cry!
It is actually lots of fun. The sun is up, the ski is blue, the weather is pleasant. I am having a great time skiing.
Blessings that come.
Blessings that pass by.
Makes us stronger.
Adventure in the ordinary.
Miracles in the small.
Thankful all.
Noon finds me in robe
Want to plant
Too cold!
remember when
kitty said
mew, mew, mew?
now it’s
MEEEYOWWWWWwwwww