hello poetry trainers, how I've missed this ritual, this discipline. but I am back and hope you are all well and full poetic cheer.
again, I've used the fabulous friday five word list from poefusion to create tonight's poem.
when I retire
the snow silence will greet my notorious late morning
orchestrated by commuting leaf breath and teapot
gasping minuet-ish piano keys through
fogged window life a background
of mayonnaise and mustard jars
filled with small pebbles collected off
tropical beach waves and saved moat dreams
my art surrendered to an elastic infinity of views
For some reason, I have this notion that I will retire when I hit 45. That sounds pretty good to me.
friday's words were: notorious, piano, mustard, moat, and infinity.
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