Paint Chip Poetry Prompt #14
Hello everyone! Hope you are all doing well during this crazy time we are living in. Here we are at paint chip prompt #14 and I’m writing this the day of once again. I’m hoping to get back on track to get these prompts scheduled ahead of time by next week.
Today it is your Good Fortune to be faced with the easiest prompt yet as I am only requiring players to use two of the following words or phrases in your poem: nuts and bolts, in your eyes, sand castle, iron, tickled pink, sweet ‘n’ sour, and sunburst.
Here’s my poem for today. It’s kind of silly, which I’m going to blame on the odd choice of words.
A Fortune Cookie Day
A got a fortune cookie
with my lunch the other day
and was tickled pink by its message
like a sunburst behind a cloud
I never called a bookie
the sand castle stakes to play
and blow all my weekly wage
such nonsense isn’t allowed
I feel like I’m playing hooky
not going to the office today
in this odd work-from-home age
like iron being plowed
So what good fortune do you have to share today? Can you work either the word good or fortune into your poem? Post your poem—silly or serious—in the comments. Or post it on your own blog and share the link in the comments.
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Thought I would give this a try; Thanks for the inspiration,
A long time ago; Easter morning, imagine the First
How bright IN YOUR EYES was that joyful SUNBURST
Jesus Christ rising from what many believed dead
Guards dropped their weapons of IRON and fled
That giant stone melted as if a SANDCASTLE
The Divine Power of God winning the battle!
I love this! Thanks for joining the fun with such a wonderful poem. And it’s perfect for Holy Week.
Everyone’s poems are enjoyable to read! 🙂 I’ll try to participate later today or tomorrow.
I don’t play every week but enjoy these prompts, Linda!
Interesting challenge. I have strung the words (or most of them) together. I think it should have the title: Unpredictable.
If nuts and bolts weren’t made of iron
They could be made of steel.
It might prevent them showing rust.
We could eat a tasty meal
Of sweet ‘n’ sour chicken, rice and peas.
It would be our good luck
To spend the morning on our knees
Building a sand-castle with flags stuck
On the turrets. We’d be tickled pink
In our sun-hats and shades.
‘Mind the sunburst and sand blowing in your eyes.
‘How deep your father wades!’
Maybe unpredictable, but definitely fun. Except that sand in the eyes. 😁 Thanks for playing
Giving it another try! :).
I see a sunburst
in your eyes
as we work through
the nuts and bolts
of each situation
iron sharpening iron.
I love your simple but beautiful poems. It is indeed our good fortune to have each other.
Linda, I never read yours until after I have completed mine, but I’m surprised at the degree of our commonality today.
I guess great minds really do think alike. 😁
Using chopsticks will make you appear wise
As long as you don’t stick them in your eyes
When eating the sweet ‘n’ sour pork
Amateurs would be wise to use a fork
Projecting a cold frown is beyond the worst
While your smile is like a pleasant sunburst
Nuts and bolts are necessary for building machines
But they won’t do much for your hopes and dreams
You might have the strength of iron and steel
But you are not invincible when behind the wheel
A good friend can take away your pain
Like a sand castle dissolving in the rain
I’m tickled pink to deliver your fortune
Your self-quarantine should end by June
Don’t make a bet and don’t call your bookie
I cannot tell your fortune for I am just a cookie
Ha! Love this!