If you don’t know why I am doing this see Sunday’s blog post and then join me.
There are no answers
Except the ones already here
Rain drapes them like a haphazard cloak
Packed away with the winter woolens and forgotten like Mama’s ring and the China doll from before the war
Somewhere between the peonies and the irises, they bloom unseen
Lost like tomorrow’s yesterday
Dots in my history where stories should have taken root and grown.
“Limericks?” Rob asked when I mentioned this to him.
It’s courtesy of Alicia by way of Barbara at Surfside Serenity.
And though poetry month is not until April, Groundhog Day should by known for something other than Phil. Rules and regs to follow:
Fourth Annual!!
What?
A Bloggers (Silent) Poetry Reading
When?
Anytime February 2, 2009
Where?
Your blog (or here in the comments if you prefer).
Why?
Some poetry is warming. It cracks the ice in the heart of the Earth to remind her that spring is just around the corner. … or, if you live south of the equator, choose poetry to cool the heart of the Earth so as to remind her that fall is coming.
How?
Select a poem you like — by a favorite poet or one of your own — to post February 2nd.
What else?
Feel free to pass this invitation to any and all bloggers.
See ya Monday then, hey?
anniegirl1138 