Photo: Amitai Asif
‘Twas the best of the betters
The coveted spot
In the field,
Where the corn rose in sunshine
And worms did not stay
Concealed.
He fought hard for the privilege,
Beak and claws he had
To wield.
As the count of days rose
His calls echoed less
Even keeled.
Yet he hoped that the home
He’d claimed for her
Still appealed.
For the Tuesday Photo Challenge: Number
Oy vey, Oy vey
Or, as they say.
Bless their hearts,
Now we best pray.
For this pack,
Who clear as day
Have evidently
Lost their way.
For Linda Hill’s SoCS prompt: (un)pack
Photo: Atara Katz
She has come to inspect
The tent
The snacks
The gear
The rest.
A gazelle
Wearing smiles
And she’ll stay
For a
While.
Entertainment
It seems
Can be found
On a whim.
For the Word of the Day Challenge: Gazelle
Photo: Fabrizio Verrecchia on Unsplash
It was to be a fervent
Vow
For all the things their souls
Allow
For hopes and dreams, and yet
Somehow
The time and place did not
Allow
And left them both perplexed,
What now?
For Linda Hill’s SoCS (and JusJoJan) challenge
Photo: Annie Spratt on Unsplash
It is time for the presents
It is time for the wraps
It is time for the ribbons
All the holiday traps.
You will ooh and will ahh
You will grin in delight
And I’ll hold my breath hoping
Your smile holds upon sight.
It will be what you wanted
Whether you know it or not
Because no matter the present
It wasn’t one that you bought.
As the evening progresses
And the empty box stares
I will hope you remember
Just how deeply I care.
So I gift you the plenty
That I hold in my heart
And the dream of tomorrow
Where we shan’t be apart.
For the dVerse challenge: gift rhymes
Morning crept
With cold
Rays,
To frost dress
A new
Day,
With the chill
Soon to
Be,
Preview of
Winter’s
Fee.
For the Sunday Stills photo challenge: Chill
Photo: Martin Adams on Unsplash
She was queen of artifice. The mistress of malicious.
She made rules that made no sense yet claimed to be officious.
There was no way to do right by her. Even flattery was suspicious.
She’d lay down her law with harsh demands. Her punishments were vicious.
“Beware the dragon,” many warned. “For she is capricious.”
Those who did not heed soon realized that her attentions weren’t auspicious.
She was queen of cruel decree. Her requests often lubricious.
They learned to lay low and wait. Salvation would not be expeditious.
But the day came when he arrived, beautiful, seditious,
And turned the draconian,
Propitious.
For Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt: Draconian in 103 words
Photo: Monika Grabkowska on Unsplash
She looked so fraught
I thought she fought
For what she brought.
She apparently did not
But then still she almost forgot
To tell me of some fish she’d caught
And how distraught
The worms she bought
Were at the thought
That she decided that she ought
Just put potatoes
In the pot.
For Linda Hill’s SoCS challenge: “ght”
Photo: Alexander Dummer via Unsplash
I nicked Nick
With a stick
After he picked
And tried to hit
Me
With a brick.
He should not try
Such a sick
Kind of shtick
If he doesn’t like
Being tricked
And summarily pricked
By a royally ticked
But quick thinking
Chick.
For the dVerse Quadrille challenge: Nick
Tis the Whey Weigher’s way
To weigh
The whey
As she goes
About her day
Sifting curds
Through woven trays.
You can stay
If you may
To watch the way
She weighs her whey
In pots and jugs
Of rounded
Clay.
And though so many
Will downplay
The lowly whey
As throw away,
She knows it is
Quite fair to say
That whey is worthy
Of more sway
And should more than
Earn it’s pay.
(I had WAY too much fun with this today! 🙂 )
For the SoCS writing prompt: way/weigh/whey
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