Photo: Laura Purdie Salas
Wake up your poetry brains with 15 Words or Less (guidelines are here)!
I’m on hiatus for a month or so, but I’m posting pictures on Thursdays so you all can still participate if you want to:>)
Here’s what?this picture?makes me think of:
1)?Bumper boats
2)?Titanic
3) Buttons
And here’s my poem first draft:
Twilight
Evening unbuttons the stars,
sends them tumbling across
night’s jacket
–Laura Purdie Salas, all rights reserved
What do you think of when you look at this picture? Take any quick idea and jot down a 15 Words or Less poem. It doesn’t have to rhyme or describe this picture. It’s just about whatever you think of when you look at it.
68 Responses
Quite lovely, Laura! The jacket is so unexpected.
There was only the Titanic in my mind!
Just After Midnight
April 15, 1912
“Yes, Ma’am.
God bless you.”
She watches
the boat lowered,
tasting at last,
her freedom.
© Diane Mayr
Oh! That last line…so twisting and sad and exhilarating, all at once.
Quite lovely, Laura! The jacket is so unexpected.
There was only the Titanic in my mind!
Just After Midnight
April 15, 1912
“Yes, Ma’am.
God bless you.”
She watches
the boat lowered,
tasting at last,
her freedom.
© Diane Mayr
Oh! That last line…so twisting and sad and exhilarating, all at once.
Oh, I like that, Laura! Have you read the picture book Pete the Cat and His Four Groovy Buttons? Very fun, and your poem reminds me a little of it.
Orange
Orange isn?t shy.
He?s a song-and-dance guy.
Bumping, banging,
entertaining,
high kicking to the sky.
?Kate Coombs
This is exactly how orange makes me feel. Not a quiet fellow ;-). Althought, there is the sunset…
Love this, Kate. I totally agree about the color orange–though I also assign it a little arrogance, I think:>) Here’s my poem from my book of color poems:
Orange You Jealous of My Color?
I?m flashy
and clashy
and beautifully
splashy
and everyone notices me!
I?m bright
and unwhite,
quite a dazzling
sight?
I certainly hope you agree!
Re Pete–I HAVE read it, but I can’t remember it–will have to check it out again.
Love the bounce and fun of this one.
And your “Twilight” poem. Imagining the sky unbuttoning and spilling stars…brilliant!
Thanks, Andria!
I like that! Yes, pizazz!
Oh, I like that, Laura! Have you read the picture book Pete the Cat and His Four Groovy Buttons? Very fun, and your poem reminds me a little of it.
Orange
Orange isn?t shy.
He?s a song-and-dance guy.
Bumping, banging,
entertaining,
high kicking to the sky.
?Kate Coombs
This is exactly how orange makes me feel. Not a quiet fellow ;-). Althought, there is the sunset…
Love this, Kate. I totally agree about the color orange–though I also assign it a little arrogance, I think:>) Here’s my poem from my book of color poems:
Orange You Jealous of My Color?
I?m flashy
and clashy
and beautifully
splashy
and everyone notices me!
I?m bright
and unwhite,
quite a dazzling
sight?
I certainly hope you agree!
Re Pete–I HAVE read it, but I can’t remember it–will have to check it out again.
Love the bounce and fun of this one.
And your “Twilight” poem. Imagining the sky unbuttoning and spilling stars…brilliant!
Thanks, Andria!
I like that! Yes, pizazz!
You are my
Lifeboat.
Your buoyant laughter, bubbling–
blooming in orange blossoms,
saves me.
? Andria W. Rosenbaum
This is lovely, Andria–especially that 4th line. Breathtaking.
You are my
Lifeboat.
Your buoyant laughter, bubbling–
blooming in orange blossoms,
saves me.
? Andria W. Rosenbaum
This is lovely, Andria–especially that 4th line. Breathtaking.
I can see the story in your words!
This comment is for Diane Mayr.
Thanks, Andria.
I can see the story in your words!
This comment is for Diane Mayr.
Thanks, Andria.
Shadow of a creature
lurks in the sea,
moves beneath a surfer
silently.
Patricia Podlipec
Oooh, love the ominousness (ominosity?) of this. And the er sounds in lurks and surfer. And the rhyme. Nice!
Thanks.
Shadow of a creature
lurks in the sea,
moves beneath a surfer
silently.
Patricia Podlipec
Oooh, love the ominousness (ominosity?) of this. And the er sounds in lurks and surfer. And the rhyme. Nice!
Thanks.
The almost-launched daughter
sights distant shores.
I tread water,
a lifeboat
on standby.
Laura, love that image of evening unbuttoning the stars. Hope your hiatus was a good one!
“almost-launched” — lovely, full of possibility. Thanks, Buffy! And I’m not really back from hiatus. Only for today’s poems:>)
I love the metaphors in your poem. Touching.
The almost-launched daughter
sights distant shores.
I tread water,
a lifeboat
on standby.
Laura, love that image of evening unbuttoning the stars. Hope your hiatus was a good one!
“almost-launched” — lovely, full of possibility. Thanks, Buffy! And I’m not really back from hiatus. Only for today’s poems:>)
I love the metaphors in your poem. Touching.
Have room for
3 more. The rest
Go with the next
Rescue boat.
(I hope the Bold works out for this acrostic!)
I’m intrigued, Donna…I found that H3GR is the call sign for a Carnival cruise ship. So is this the radio message of a ship in distress? Or an announcement on the ship as it has problems? I love acrostics!
Have room for
3 more. The rest
Go with the next
Rescue boat.
(I hope the Bold works out for this acrostic!)
I’m intrigued, Donna…I found that H3GR is the call sign for a Carnival cruise ship. So is this the radio message of a ship in distress? Or an announcement on the ship as it has problems? I love acrostics!
I have to agree with the others, Laura. I LOVE the imagery of stars unbuttoning and tumbling on night’s jacket! Here’s mine:
Solitude
drifting
on open sea.
Even
together
feels
lonely.
And some things
not
worth
saving.
© Michelle Heidenrich Barnes
Wow!
Thanks, Michelle. I adore the forlorn sounds/feelings in this poem.
I have to agree with the others, Laura. I LOVE the imagery of stars unbuttoning and tumbling on night’s jacket! Here’s mine:
Solitude
drifting
on open sea.
Even
together
feels
lonely.
And some things
not
worth
saving.
© Michelle Heidenrich Barnes
Wow!
Thanks, Michelle. I adore the forlorn sounds/feelings in this poem.
On vacation with my husband,so this is a joint poem.
Big boat says,
We’re going to save someone today.
Little boat answers,
Maybe.…maybe not.…
Fun! I like the certainty of that big boat…
On vacation with my husband,so this is a joint poem.
Big boat says,
We’re going to save someone today.
Little boat answers,
Maybe.…maybe not.…
Fun! I like the certainty of that big boat…
Today I’m dealt
a blank-slate mind
with the brain power of
an empty orange rind.
I did love yours, Laura, and as always, am impressed with the creative poems posted here on Thursdays.
I’ve been there, too, Ellie! Sometimes the photos have me scratching my head.
Ha! I have those orange rind days, too!
Today I’m dealt
a blank-slate mind
with the brain power of
an empty orange rind.
I did love yours, Laura, and as always, am impressed with the creative poems posted here on Thursdays.
I’ve been there, too, Ellie! Sometimes the photos have me scratching my head.
Ha! I have those orange rind days, too!
Day
glo
jacket
safety
from
sea
to shining
sea.
Hey, I gave it a try. Loved yours, Laura.
This made me picture hunters with their blaze orange vests during hunting opener all across the country, Joy!
Day
glo
jacket
safety
from
sea
to shining
sea.
Hey, I gave it a try. Loved yours, Laura.
This made me picture hunters with their blaze orange vests during hunting opener all across the country, Joy!
Water swirls,
ripples, curls.
Wave lifts.
Boat drifts.
Can’t reach shore-
lost an oar.
Loved “evening unbuttons the stars” and the image of them tumbling “across night’s jacket.”
I like this. Fun rhythm and rhyme.
Thanks, Cindyb. I like the simple line “Wave lifts.” Lovely.
Water swirls,
ripples, curls.
Wave lifts.
Boat drifts.
Can’t reach shore-
lost an oar.
Loved “evening unbuttons the stars” and the image of them tumbling “across night’s jacket.”
I like this. Fun rhythm and rhyme.
Thanks, Cindyb. I like the simple line “Wave lifts.” Lovely.