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Greetings Garden Dwellers!
Izy here, all excited to be making my first ever Friday appearance. And just because it's the end of week, don't think I am going to let you off work early....we got poems to write. Today's prompt is brought to you by a very good friend of mine: the weather.
We here on the north plain are currently in the middle of winter storm warning that will last until tomorrow afternoon. That's right folks, a winter storm warning--in spring. Sooooo....what nature has taken from me, I will conjure forth here: a good melting, one that cannot be stopped by silly things like temperature.
Welcome to the Friday Out of Standard Challenge: the melting.
The prompt: Write a poem about melting.
The catch (pay careful attention now): Your poem must not contain elements of fire or ice: no heat, no cold.
That's right, tricky. Not impossible, however, and you toads are a clever lot. Go now and bring back something shiny and unexpected, bring on the melting.
Oh, and um, do hurry. This is what my neighborhood looks like:
Izy here, all excited to be making my first ever Friday appearance. And just because it's the end of week, don't think I am going to let you off work early....we got poems to write. Today's prompt is brought to you by a very good friend of mine: the weather.
We here on the north plain are currently in the middle of winter storm warning that will last until tomorrow afternoon. That's right folks, a winter storm warning--in spring. Sooooo....what nature has taken from me, I will conjure forth here: a good melting, one that cannot be stopped by silly things like temperature.
Welcome to the Friday Out of Standard Challenge: the melting.
melt
[melt] verb, melt·ed, melt·ed or mol·ten,melt·ing,
1.
to become liquefied by warmth or heat, as ice, snow, butter, or metal.
That's right, tricky. Not impossible, however, and you toads are a clever lot. Go now and bring back something shiny and unexpected, bring on the melting.
Oh, and um, do hurry. This is what my neighborhood looks like:
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| The opposite of melting. Copyright. Isadora Gruye Photography |
17 comments:
Summit Avenue, St. Thomas, Macalester College, St. Kates .. the mansions that line the Avenue. Oh how I love St. Paul MN!! Spring WILL arrive, promise.
Thanks for the prompt! Stay warm and hope some melting comes your way soon!
Where are my chocolates?
Anybody seen my chocolates?
I need them for a poem.
Whoa! Seriously? Your street looks like that?!?
I've got something for you. Meanwhile, stay warm and safe, my friend.
I love your photos, Izy. Once again you raise the bar and ask us to jump higher. We do it to please you.
:)
A welcome challenge today,,one to enjoy,,, I hope you weather the storm well,,,I can appreciate your spring surprise as we have had a long winter and a late spring here too,,,
Wow you are having late winter weather! Helps remind we why I live where I do!! Snow is wonderful but not to live in all winter! But then some people love snow so who am I to say? Interesting challenge that I will have to think about. Thanks.
I happened to write a melting poem - of sorts - yesterday, so my ideas were somewhat curtailed today. This is what I came up with. I feel that after 19 days of poetry, my lines are becoming rather threadbare.
Brrr....Beautiful photo though. Hope spring comes to you soon and stays! I love the challenge!
Oh... I think I stretched this one... actually put it in as a last minute and think it might read better with out it.... not sure. Either way, thanks for the challenge!
I have a date tonight with the hubby and will be back tomorrow to visit and comment.
i didn't think i could write today, but then i managed to. xoxo
We had hail today; and I am still wearing my winter jacket. Brrrrrrrrh. I got an idea just tonight.
One thing I really enjoy about getting comments is how others see things in my poem that I did not see myself! Thanks for all the comments.
We had a flurry of snow today here in Wisconsin, but just enough to make the world look like Narnia!
Here's another poem for you, Ms. Izy, have you time or inclination.
Late to the party with a "melting" pot of thoughts. ;)
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