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Scribbledom

Susie offers the prompt at Toads today

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For today’s challenge I want you to write a poem from your immediate surroundings. For example where I am sitting there is a vase of   flowers,  silver thermos, a mailbox nameplate from my father’s mailbox, a window, a rather sickly violet, books, a clock, a tape dispenser, the whir of an air conditioner. I could go on and on.  Your poem could be a combination of what you see, hear, taste, feel, just pull from the spot where you are writing.

 

stuffed bird sings at a squeeze

zen masters await my eye

journals of music

and poetry lie used

and fingered

and loved

 

flowers drying in old water

display paper-like beauty

and faces of family

and colors and hope

and wisdom

burst out

from the wall in front

of this keyboard

 

drums and guitars

capos and flutes

and bells

and buddha’s

and prayer flags

and stuff from my daughters flat

blocking the bookshelf

 

smile

 

peace

is every step

 

this

is

it