Hello, and welcome! This is 15 Words or Less Poems, a low-pressure way to wake up your poetry brain (guidelines here), and I’m very glad you’re here.
Saw this on the road the other day. This image makes me think of several things:
- What if that was a car antenna
- Maybe the tree is being relocated, like a wild animal found outside its range
- That’s a big truck to take to a Pick Your Own Tree lot
And here’s my first draft. It didn’t really come through, but I was thinking of how weird it would be for a tree to zip past places it has only heard of in the past.
It’s your turn! Have fun and stick to 15 WORDS OR LESS! (Title doesn’t count toward word count.)
Notice: I have family in town–my sister this week and Maddie all month–whee!–but that means I am not on my blog much. I basically won’t be responding to poems in June, but I’ll continue sharing image prompts so that you can still play. Have fun!
23 Responses
I like the movement in your poem, Laura. My poem today is pure nonsense.
Uprooted from home,
I’ve packed my trunk,
said my goodbyes
and took my leaves.
Your play with words is hilarious!
Love the puns!
I love your “nonsense” Lauren. Clever, funny and “spot-on.”
Suspended above the road,
it’s moving day,
and I’m riding
ready
for new
adventures.
Margaret, I like the freedom and acceptance in your poem.
I love the eager anticipation of what’s to come in your poem. Somehow “riding” and “ready” feel energizing.
Earth’s rocket just needed to loosen one rope
Then the moon was his.
Catherine, it seems we both felt a “launch” looming. I like the one rope to freedom attitude.
What fun! A brief glance into the future; your state, having chosen it’s Christmas tree, makes preparation for transporting it to the capitol grounds.
Evergreen missile
poised on launching pad
lands softly
illuminates
peace and good will.
Lovely!
I know this is moor that 15 words but it what I thought of today
Have a wonderful visit with your family
poem By Jessica Bigi
Oh Mom
What do you wont?
There’s a gannet following us
what is he doing?
he’s charring a gannet
sack of bananas
over his shoulder
don’t be sill it your uncial
bring us our Christmas tree
I told you there was
a giant following us
I know this is moor that 15 words but it what I thought of today
Have a wonderful visit with your family
poem By Jessica Bigi
Oh Mom
What do you wont?
There’s a giant following us
what is he doing?
he’s charring a giant sack of bananas
over his shoulder
don’t be silly it your uncial
bring us our Christmas tree
I told you there was
a giant following us
Jessica, it does look like the tree is sporting a supply of bananas.
Onward-
Leaving my friends
So strong and secure
For an unknown place
Feeling small and unsure
Beautiful Carrie. That is a true definition of moving.
To any of you: can you advise as to why my comments show the “your comment is awaiting moderation” all of the time? Apparently they have cleared that huddle or they would not post. Thanks.
Tree Scraper
By Phillip — age 7
Driving on the golden highway
Tall tree scraper touches the sky
City ahead.
I love the idea of a tree scraper! Nice combination of ideas, Phillip
Wanted
Partridge
Pears
Turtle Doves
Gold rings
Swans
geese
Milkmaids
Dancers
Drummers
Lords
Already have tree
Tree Speaks to Bird
If I had wings
instead of roots
I’d hail the wind
and sail with clouds.
Me too!
Wonderful image. I’m craving getting awaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay.
The old tree
lost his grip
when his owner
took him
on a
ROAD TRIP.
I liked the double meaning that came up with grip being used for uprooting, and suitcase.