Sunburnt Speculations

A #smallwriting exercise

1. I set up at the old card table

To write such lines as I am able.

2. Across the yard on sunny morn

The wattle-scented breeze is borne.

3. Grevillea in gold and green

Against blue sky is gladly seen.

4. Herb or hemlock here is grown

And which it be is not yet known.

5. A pigeon preens and puffs its chest

To show of them which is the best.

6. A clover daisy shows its head

To signal now that Winter’s dead.

7. A choir of voices here is heard

Each clear note sounds from a bird.

8. A breeze stirs softly through the trees

The honey scent that calls the bees.

9. Brighter and lively of the two

Weeds now thrive where grass once grew.

Craft Notes & Stories

My #smallwriting exercise this morning was to write a set of couplets. The purpose was not to produce great poetry – as you may no doubt observe- but to connect eye-mind-hand.

I set myself a time limit of 25 minutes to see what I could produce. It was a lot of fun! And I even have an idea or two for a story later on. That fourth couplet holds some promise:

Herb or hemlock here is grown

And which it be is not yet known.

And there’s something about couplet #9 – with those weeds thriving beautifully outside the pot that offers me some hope!

That old card table – I remember when my parents purchased it. We never played cards on it but it’s travelled with me for about 60 years. I’ve done my homework on it, written university assignments on it, and painted roadways, rivers, and model soldiers on it. It’s pretty battered. I like that it’s still with us and might find new purpose. That offers me some hope too!