Paint Chip Poetry Prompt #49

It’s week 49 and I decided to have a little fun. Looking at the poetry books on my shelf, I was reminded of the hilarious Shel Silverstein. I have three of his poetry books and selected Falling Up for the source of my random poem title for the theme.

The Challenge

And trust me, this will be a challenge. I almost feel like I should apologize for the poem the random number generator landed on. It’s titled Eggs Rated from page 149. You’re on your own to figure out what to do with this one.

The paint chip words and phrases you have to work with are easy peasy, puddle, vintage turquoise, moon walk, hearthstone, sun rays, and tangerine dream. May that first phrase characterize your poetry writing for this prompt. Use how ever many of the words and phrases work for you.

My Poem

A True Story

One year for Thanksgiving
I thought beet-pickled deviled eggs
Would be easy peasy to make. 

Spoiler alert: they're not.
But they are a lovely shade
Of bright fuschia.

They don't resemble sun rays
Or a tangerine dream
Like regular deviled eggs.

My nephew Gary claims
They are the best he's ever had,
Perhaps that he ever will.

His sister, Leanne, says
I need to whip some up
For every holiday gathering.

I think it's the horseradish
That spices the eggs up,
Like a crazy moon walk.

Maybe it's the shallots, which
By the way, make eyes sting
Way worse than onions when diced.

Or maybe it's the little cornichons;
Who am I kidding, I just used
Baby gherkins. Same difference.

Anyway, they were delicious
And I may make them again.

Your Turn

Now it’s your turn. Post your poem in the comments, either in whole or a link to where it’s posted on your blog. This week I’m going to rate poems on a five-egg scale, just for fun.

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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    • Thanks. It’s actually a poetry card game I bought in Hawaii last year. But since I have no one to play it with in person I decided to use it for these poetry prompts. 😁

  1. Just for fun…

    I remember well
    the rain-drenched night
    my love and I did stroll,
    hand in hand.

    Umbrella open,
    Barefoot sloshing,
    through moonwalk puddles
    with hint of vintage turquoise.

    It was easy peasy
    until I stumbled
    upon the hearthstone
    along the path.

    My foot did ache
    until morning sun rays
    left me
    in a tangerine dream.

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