The Junk Yard

August 18th Junk Yard

Junk Yard Poetry Day...... First...The Rules.....

1. NO EDITING! ( you are on your honour on this one)

2. Must postbefore the follwing weeks topics go up...( originally it was that the poem had to be posted in mere minutes, but given the different time zones and locations it makes more sense to allow for these things) Please Use comments to let me know you are in! ******By now you have all realized how lax i am about this rule.....

3. Poem has to be written in less than 10 minutes.....Yes you heard me 10 minutes or less, with again i repeat..No EDITING

This weeks topics....
1.Flyers (the kind that come with your paper)
2.My life is in my computer (in honour of the crash we had here this week)
3.The Early Years

August 11 Junk Yard

Junk Yard Poetry Day...... First...The Rules.....

1. NO EDITING! ( you are on your honour on this one)

2. Must postbefore the follwing weeks topics go up...( originally it was that the poem had to be posted in mere minutes, but given the different time zones and locations it makes more sense to allow for these things) Please Use comments to let me know you are in! ******By now you have all realized how lax i am about this rule.....

3. Poem has to be written in less than 10 minutes.....Yes you heard me 10 minutes or less, with again i repeat..No EDITING

This weeks topics....

1. Blondes have fun!
2. Exploring your world
3. The garden

My offering.......

golden blonde
cool
wet
surrounded by ice

swirling around my tongue
inviting
lingering
sweet taste

i love
to have you alone

or with water
on ice

beautiful CC
together
we have fun

Dana's turn.......

Hot sun burns my skin
baking the ground
and the vegetables growing.

Putting down my basket,
I wipe sweat from my forehead
and pant.

Rows upon rows,
vegetables
being birthed from the soil,
lolling obscenely,
waiting to be picked
and eaten.

The sound of cicadas
assault my eardrums.
Wasps dart around my head,
and fire ants wait for a chance
to bite.

String beans on a string,
squash hiding under leaves,
corn drooping,
Tomatoes ripening,

God, I hate okra!