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.
I’m out of town once again this week. Lord. Next week, I will be back to usual. I miss you guys!
My daughter Annabelle sent me this funny picture. She got snow one night in Madison, WI, recently. And then overnight, the leaves all dropped. Doesn’t this look all wrong?
This image makes me think of several things:
- pineapple upside down cake
- winter budging in line
- oops, the leaves overslept!
And here’s my first draft.
Hehe–It’s your turn! Have fun and stick to 15 WORDS OR LESS! (Title doesn’t count toward word count.)
Oh, I love your poem, Laura!
Confetti on my cake
that winter helped me bake
to celebrate Fall Break!
Clever and fun take on the photo!
SO clever! Love the cake metaphor!
What an odd sight! I love the idea of winter budging in line, Laura. I’m back after taking a break from participating in hopes that the gremlins that won’t let me see comments have retired–perhaps into hibernation? Fingers crossed…Here’s my effort:
Snow arrives too early.
to lingering Leaves
for a quick
Ha, ha! I like a good cover-up!
I hope you can see your comment! I love that winter is embarrassed. Being uber-punctual myself, there have been a few awkward times I would have liked a leafy cover-up:>)
It’s so weird, Laura. I could see my comment for a minute–enough time to comment on Cindyb’s poem–and then it disappeared. I couldn’t see any of the comments then until Diane liked mine, and then they all miraculously reappeared again. Darn gremlins!
Suzanne Lewis says
Love all the poems today!
Halloween Trick, Halloween Treat
A late response to Halloween
car morphs to baked potato
sprinkled chives over sour cream
Excellent costume!! Clever of you to think of it!
Martha O'Quinn says
We miss you too, Laura. I don’t remember ever seeing that sequence of Fall’s events. So glad Annabelle captured the photo.
Which came first . . . ?
Snow too early
green leaves hurry
“we must turn red
for our winter bed.”
Buffy Silverman says
Do you ever write something quickly and then wonder if you’re stealing someone else’s words? Apparently I borrowed your title, Laura, for my final line. Thanks? Or sorry?
sandwiched between fallen leaves–
seasoned with chaos
by Dianne Moritz
We skied in snow all last summer.
A green Christmas is predicted…
Jessica Bigi says
poem by Jessica Bigi
Way The Car Wont Start
leave me alone
I’m’ covered with snow
having mails to go
says my car