Category: Rhyme

The clouds are here for show

To dream of rain
To clear the air
To dampen down the land
Seems such a shame
Perhaps unfair
But necessary, understand

With scorching Sun
And searing heat
And an everlasting thirst
It becomes less fun
When one must retreat
But find a cool spot first!

But just a drop
Not a lot
Enough to freshen up
So Summer stays
With long warm days
And clouds to top it off

A Summery Six Word Saturday post.

Somewhere between Make Believe and Heaven: The Rainbow Maker

Somewhere up above the clouds
Exists and old and crooked house
And within the house there lives a man
Who creates rainbows when he can

He sprinkles magic upon the clouds
From the window in his crooked house
And when the rain begins to fall
From the magic a rainbow forms

A bit of magic does wonders, don’t you think?

Another digital doodle of a magic nature this week!

Wordle: Relish

I screamed with laughter as I allowed the sticky paint
to kiss the canvas in a variety of strokes and ways
A red spill here, lifted and curled around
and flicked and dotted and dashed
Greens and yellows pass each other
Hit each other and spin and spiral this way
And that
An idea planted firmly lifts from the board
like an image from the silver screen
Abstract it may be
but to the beholder a masterpiece seen