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Paint Chip Poetry Prompt #22

Wooooohooooo!
It’s week 22!
And it’s my birthday too!
Had to start with this poem just for you.

Today’s Challenge

I’m excited about our topic for today. We are writing about our dream job. I don’t know about you, but my current paying job is not my dream job.

Today I want you to write about your dream job using at least three of these paint chip words or phrases: saxophone solo, lion heart, saffron, spring, black hole, spirit rock, and ivory. Bonus points if you use all seven and include a rhyme scheme that involves using one or more of the prompt words.

My Poem

Like I said, my current job is not my dream job. My dream is to be a professional writer and inspirational speaker. I’m working toward that being my next career when I retire from where I am now. Here’s my poem about that dream job. 

Oh What a Dream

Sometimes it seems 
this crazy dream
is being drawn whole
into an enormous black hole

Devoured by a lion
heart tired of tryin'
to catch my big break
What will it take

Still I keep writing
even if no one's biting
success rare as saffron
or warmth with the dawn

Jesus upholds my spirit
rocks my appeal to quit
bids me keep moving on
not settle for being a pawn

Easier to play a saxophone
solo craft endured alone
yet bonded to kindred others
writing sisters and brothers

Encouragement springs forth
a compass pointing north
ivory keys in my life
dispelling fear and strife

Someday my dream job will
follow my practiced quill
and then I shall be
the best and blessed me

Your Turn

Okay, now it’s your turn. What will you write for me for my birthday? I can’t wait to see! Post your poem in the comments below. Or if you have your own blog, post it there and drop a link in the comments. Don’t forget to include a link back here in your post so others can come play along.

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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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  8. Clever poem and have a great B I R T H D A Y!
    I am moving, therefore; my creative are shut down, too much to think about. My move is just from my main floor to my basement apartment. My daughter with two of her daughters will move on the main floor to be my caretakers as I gracefully age. LOL! However, with all my “stuff” I collected over the years, going through it, no time for fun, at the moment.
    To all reading here, carry on, I still have time to read what others are creating!

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  9. Pursuing the Dream Job

    Doing the 9-to-5 can be hazardous to your soul
    Like getting sucked into another black hole
    But leaving the salt mine takes a strong lion heart
    It requires much courage to make a new start

    Some dream of escaping to the ivory towers
    For others it’s spending all day with flowers
    A small amount of saffron goes a long way
    And just a little passion turns a job into play

    Pursuing dreams can put a spring in your step
    Like painting the spirit rock before the big pep
    Those with musical talent don’t consider it a job
    When a saxophone solo is requested by a snob

    I guess you could say I’m living the dream
    And doing it right is sweeter than cream
    I’m talking about what many call a job
    But no work is involved for this poor slob

    You see it’s all about doing what you love
    Passion will help meet your needs from above
    It helps to not call your activities a job at all
    Earn income from your hobby and have a ball

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