Paint Chip Poetry Prompt #18
Paint Chip Poetry is 18! Woooohoooo!
Sorry. I get excited about the simplest things these days. I think all this working from home, never eating out, and only seeing people via Zoom meetings is getting to me.
Your Challenge
This week’s prompt is a little different. The theme is true love. I’m pretty sure I know who my cousin Ron is going to write about, but what about the rest of you? Do you have a true love? Maybe it’s your pet, or perhaps it’s someone who doesn’t feel the same way and that true love is unrequited. Or maybe your true love is someone you’ve shared some of our paint chip words with over many years or even decades.
Whatever the case, or wherever the muse of true love leads you, I want you to write a poem in couplets (preferably rhyming) containing at least four of these words or phrases: wild mushroom, hot potato, after the fire, sunflower, grapefruit, mistletoe, and inchworm.
My Poem
Ode to My Love
He’d never give me wild mushrooms
Knows I prefer sweet lilac blooms
We’ve never kissed under mistletoe
Yet his love ever makes my heart glow
We eat hot potatoes with ribeye steak
Sitting on the deck of our house by the lake
After the fire in the hearth dies out
He’ll keep me warm I have no doubt
Bright as a sunflower our love grows
When it will end only Heaven knows
Your Turn
Now it’s your turn. Write your poem of true love. Then post it in the comments, or post it on your blog and link to it in the comments. I also encourage you to read what others have posted and comment if you like what you read.
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I hope you like mine, Linda!
https://revivedwriter.wordpress.com/2020/05/06/risking-it/
I do!
True Love Q & A
How does one find true love, what is the clue?
You don’t go and look for true love, it finds you
It’s likely not from a kiss under the mistletoe
Cupid’s arrow will somehow find you though
How does one recognize when true love arrives?
Something that lasts, something that thrives?
Your heart will follow them in everyway
Like a sunflower tracking the sun all day
Is true love uncontrollably wild or is it quiet and tame?
Will it provide me with solitude or drive me insane?
Some days will be as frantic as a hot potato game
Other days by comparison will seem rather lame
Will true love forever be on a trajectory to the sky?
Will the fire always burn hot and flames shoot high?
You’ll find the relationship progresses and retreats often
Advancing like the inchworm who arches and straightens
How does one keep true love from entering a slumber?
The longevity of a fire is proportional to its embers
When the flaming fire burns out, the embers still remain
Providing foundation, the embers of true love are the same
Nice one!
https://mehflowers.wordpress.com/2020/05/01/loves-lures/