Paint Chip Poetry Prompt #21

Can you believe we made it to week 21? Was it worth waiting for? I hope so. I know I’ve been having tons of fun along the way.

The Challenge

We have all become quite accustomed to waiting these days. But is what we are waiting for, well, worth the wait? Only time will tell. In the meantime, your challenge is to write a poem about something or someone who is worth waiting for using at least five of the following paint chip words and phrases: field of poppies, nursery, pine, looking glass, disco fever, iris, and tulips in spring.

Here’s My Poem

If I hadn’t randomly pulled these words from the paint chip box myself, I would doubt they were truly random. When five of the seven have to do with plants, it does seem incredibly unlikely. But stranger things have happened and I’m tickled that these are the words and phrases for this week’s poem.

The End of Winter

Winter is long and often cold
But its end is worth waiting for

Warmer days are to pure gold
Tulips in spring are the first sign

A trip to the nursery foretold
Flower and plants galore 

Prolific iris bulbs so bold
My favorite garden blooms

A field of poppies unfolds
Coloring a hillside in bloom

No need to ever behold
Life through the looking glass

Or pine for spring days of old
Because each spring comes anew

Your Turn

I can’t wait to read what you all have to share. Post your poem in the comments below, or post it on your blog and link to your poem in the comments.

About Linda Kruschke

I am a Jesus Freak, and I don't care who knows it. I am a wife, mother, sister, aunt, daughter, and friend. My blood family is only part of the larger family of Christ that I belong to. I love to write, especially about my dear Savior.
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17 Responses to Paint Chip Poetry Prompt #21

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  3. Ron Rowland says:

    I Once Had A Job

    I once had a job involving cars and trucks
    I helped make them go by pumping the gas
    This job was not fun, and I had to move on
    Searching intensely with my looking glass

    I once had a job delivering flowers and birds
    An iris, roses, and tulips in the spring
    But I could not deliver a field of poppies
    And I couldn’t make the songbird sing

    I once had a job of removing the pine
    Cutting the weeds and preparing the soil
    So began the nursery of plants and shrubs
    But the work wasn’t easy and how I did toil

    I once had a job guarding the entry to the club
    Showing drunks to the door if they caught disco fever
    Some jobs for me were clearly not worth waiting for
    I severed them cleanly with a swift heavy cleaver

  4. That is an amazing selection of paint chips! I expected the field of poppies to be red, but they must be Californian poppies. The ones in my poem are yellow and orange Welsh poppies. I even have a photo taken earlier today (ahead of the prompt). https://suestrifles.wordpress.com/paint-chip-poetry/

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  6. myforever77 says:

    WoW, your poetic words just flow!

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