We have crocuses
popping their heads up
through the soggy garden soil
those brave, diminutive flowers.
Buds on the trees are swelling
Grass is greening up
We’re on the verge
Another couple of weeks
I’ll be complaining about the heat
We have crocuses
popping their heads up
through the soggy garden soil
those brave, diminutive flowers.
Buds on the trees are swelling
Grass is greening up
We’re on the verge
Another couple of weeks
I’ll be complaining about the heat
December 03, 2008
So, I get these writing prompts from mysterious places. The latest one said write about yourself in six words. My first thought was;
Whoooaaaa! I have to be succinct.
Which is six words if counting.
next I wrote about my life
nobody knows their way before starting
Guinness girl loves men and babies
babies made me into my Mom
I live for love and horses
I only swim in freezing waters
I live with crazy inside me
even fire can burn too brightly
shiny candy shell covers inner darkness
born wild, nothing mundane holds me
then I wrote about my heart
true love is only for takers
where love resides, all demons flee
don’t look and think you know
then I wrote about my art
writing lust overcomes uncertainty. I unmask.
in words, I find my magic
come to me, I’ll write you
then I wrote about my God
faith floods and washes fear away
where none reside, I am complete
all are born, few truly live
Then I wrote my finished novel
Love happened. She turned. Wrong way.
What about you? What words appear?
Can you write you in six?