They were all blue.
Born they were.
They were all blue.
Whimpering they were.
They were all blue.
Plump and round they were.
They were all blue.
Healthy they were.
They were all blue.
Hungry they were.
They were all blue.
Nuzzling closely they were.
They were all blue.
Suckling deeply they were.
They were all blue.
Ticked and spotted they were.
They were all blue.
Just like mama they were.
They were all blue.
2 comments:
I'm taking a creative writing class this semester and we were given prompts to write. I can't say that I am a fan of writing poetry. If I have to I can't but from time to time it just comes out onto the page. I was given the prompt: They were all blue. This what came out yesterday morning as I woke up. I literally did not get out of bed before it spilled unto the paper. Let me know if it makes sense or if it should be removed from existence. =) I'm branching out and trying to let go of my fear of letting others read what comes out of my head.
I like it, I'm assuming, what was all blue, was blue tick puppies, Like I said, I like it. It is very descriptive, and I can feel the cute little things nuzzling, just like puppies do. Keep letting the words spill off the pages for all of us to read.
I am just learning to write poetry. Each Sunday 'One Stop Poetry' has a picture prompt, and we are to try and write a poem based on the picture. I always try to come up with something, but when I read everyone else's poems, I realize I have a long way to go, but, they are kind to me and encourage me to continue on each week with their comments.
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