Day 6- 6 word story

Inspired by Hemingway's poem:

For sale; baby shoes, never worn.

I came up with this:

Mug shots soon replaced yearbook pictures.




 

Poem Day 2

Brick and mortar

Stick and stone

Clay and rock

Blood and bone

 

Why spend time to build

Prepare and fret

For things that haven’t

Happened yet?

Poem Day 1

In an effort to be more creative I'm going to try and write more this year. Here we go.

Her branches extend towards the sea
the wind does not forget
in every hour there are times
that haven't happened yet

The mist erupts in vibrant color
Spoils of passing tides
her branches struggle onward
right before his eyes

Torn between the waiting
and what was done before
her branches dip into the sea
For they can grow no more