sparkle of bright lights nutmeg and spice fill the air a taste of fine wine a golden glow doesn’t dull but paints the memory sharp
This was written for Colleen’s poetry challenge. Today we were supposed to write on the theme of “Festive”. Going through my photos, I saw this one of a bottle of wine I have had for 20 years that helped make last Christmas festive, despite it being a lock-down holiday ;)
This is another drawing I recently found. I just colorized it today. Back before refrigeration and shipping from all over the world, people had to make their vegetables last all winter. By March there would be little choice left…
What does the image at the top have to do with the subject of the poem? A few months back I had a really strange dream. While trying to describe it to Sue Vincent, I decided to draw a quick picture. I later added it to the post (which you can see if you go to the post).
Thunder in my ear Torrent pulls all into void But then there is you Storm’s raging maelstrom paints grey Your bright rainbow shields me
This was written for Colleen’s weekly Poetry Challenge. This week she provided the wonderful photo at the top. What we wrote was up to us, though she suggested doing an Ekphrastic and to talk about the psychology of color. I chose to write a tanka.