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  • July 16th, 2009 | 1:27 AM
15 Words or Less - Photo Poetry






Laura Salas, aka[info]laurasalas  , is taking the month of July off from blogging. She asked if I would like to host 15 words or less photopoetry for the month and I said sure! This is no pressure, lots of fun. If you're not familiar with it, you can read the guidelines here.

Here's this week's picture.



What does this make you think of? Are you holding it in your hand, waiting to make a wish? Are you yanking them out of your yard before more can grow? Where does the picture send your imagination?

If you'd like to play, just choose any topic this image makes come to your mind and write a quick 15 Words or Less poem. Your poem doesn't have to describe this photo. The picture is just a jumping-off point.  Basically look at the picture and write a poem of 15 words or less inspired by the photo. Please add your byline to the poem so I can include it in the poetry Friday roundup.

Go on. You know you want to.

There are so many stories only you can tell.Tell them, please.



Comments

( 28 comments — Leave comment )
dianemdavis
July 16th, 2009 11:51 am (UTC)
Lolipop
of lint and life
waits for wind
to disseminate
procreation.

Diane M. Davis

susanwrites
July 23rd, 2009 08:04 pm (UTC)
Apologies for not responding to this last week, Diane. I absolutely LOVE that image of lolipop of lint and life! Dead on.
(Anonymous)
July 16th, 2009 12:36 pm (UTC)
Shared Desire
Gray hair, untamed,
just like mine.
We hope for a breeze
at the clothesline.

Cindy Breedlove
susanwrites
July 23rd, 2009 08:05 pm (UTC)
Re: Shared Desire
Love the image of untamed gray hair.!
(Anonymous)
July 16th, 2009 01:29 pm (UTC)
This is proof--
even a flower
can have
a bad hair day.


Cynthia Cotten
susanwrites
July 23rd, 2009 08:05 pm (UTC)
Cynthia this cracked me up! Terrific.
mlyearofreading
July 16th, 2009 02:09 pm (UTC)
I
am
so
beautiful.

Why do you
revile me,
repulse me?
susanwrites
July 23rd, 2009 08:05 pm (UTC)
My thoughts exactly! (Apologies for not responding to this last week.)
dmayr
July 16th, 2009 02:51 pm (UTC)
A DANDY PLAN

She fastens
her children
to parachutes
preparing them
for an inconspicuous
invasion of
cultivated lands.
dmayr
July 16th, 2009 09:05 pm (UTC)
Forgot the byline...

by Diane Mayr
susanwrites
July 23rd, 2009 08:06 pm (UTC)
Oh Diane, I just love the phrase "fastens
her children to parachutes"!

What a beautiful image.

Sorry for not getting back to respond to this last week.
jennifer_d_g
July 16th, 2009 03:30 pm (UTC)
Helen meant to blow,
but instead she inhaled.
Then she spat and coughed.
wordsrmylife
July 16th, 2009 03:57 pm (UTC)
Hee hee!
susanwrites
July 23rd, 2009 08:07 pm (UTC)
Okay, you made me snort and spew at my screen. Thanks!
(Sorry for not getting back to respond to this last week.)
wordsrmylife
July 16th, 2009 03:56 pm (UTC)
Sunships of wonder
waiting to ride
the breeze,
to create their own worlds.

Kathy Q.
wordsrmylife
susanwrites
July 23rd, 2009 08:07 pm (UTC)
Love this. That's just what they do!
(Sorry for not getting back to respond to this last week.)
reflectionsandmemories.blogspot.com
July 16th, 2009 07:05 pm (UTC)
together we grew
then the winds came
scattering us afar
it's time
to bloom apart.

~melissa
susanwrites
July 23rd, 2009 08:08 pm (UTC)

"time to bloom apart" beautiful, Melissa.
ext_199033
July 16th, 2009 07:19 pm (UTC)
Wishing to be 5 yrs old again.
With wisdom
to know how great 5 is.
~poof~
susanwrites
July 23rd, 2009 08:08 pm (UTC)
hahaha! Great idea.
writearoundsue
July 16th, 2009 08:34 pm (UTC)
Wish
by Sue Douglass Fliess

A hundred tiny wisps of hope
Waiting to be sent into the world.
susanwrites
July 23rd, 2009 08:08 pm (UTC)
Re: Wish
Sorry for not getting back to respond to this last week.


"wisps of hope" yes, I like that image a lot.
(Anonymous)
July 16th, 2009 09:47 pm (UTC)
Just one big blow
Fly away fairies
Bring back wishes
of hope,
happiness and love

- Anne Mckenna
susanwrites
July 23rd, 2009 08:10 pm (UTC)
Lovely image, Anne. It takes me right back to my childhood when I would do just that.
(Anonymous)
July 17th, 2009 03:32 am (UTC)
Sphinx Sperm?
Soft, white and tiny
dandelion seeds twirl gently on
a mythical breeze.

--John Mutford
susanwrites
July 23rd, 2009 08:10 pm (UTC)
Re: Sphinx Sperm?
Too too funy. Thanks John.
(Anonymous)
July 17th, 2009 04:42 pm (UTC)
Hey, Bro!
Did you know,
I'm mean
with green
oe'r the fro
you can grow?

Dandy Lion
by stu pidasso
17July2009
susanwrites
July 23rd, 2009 08:11 pm (UTC)
I wondered if anyone would liken it to a fro.

LOL.

Thanks, stu
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