Kaleidoscope Hue

Photo by Edward Howell on Unsplash

Roses are red
Violets are blue
The world’s an explosion
Of  a kaleidoscope hue
From the tip of the mountain
To the last ocean view
Of hickory and alabaster
Marigold, indigo, and emerald too
Lilac and teal that never will stop
All exclaiming that I love you

 

Written for What Do You See #275

Gently Down the Stream

Photo by Aditya Chinchure on Unsplash

Row, row, row your boat
Gently down the stream
Scarlet flowers bloom ahead
Bobbing in sunbeams

Row, row, row your boat
Gently down the stream
While the sun strikes the water
Flashing like ice cream

Row, row, row your boat
Gently down the stream
Race the sun until the end
Catching one last gleam

 

Written for What Do You See #274

 

 

How Does Your Garden Grow?

Photo by Erda Estremera on Unsplash

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Mary, Mary quite contrary,
How does your garden grow?
With silver bells and cockle shells,
And pretty maids all in a row.

Ella, Ella, writing your novella,
How does your garden grow?
With iron ink and extreme hijinks,
And stale cliches all in a row.

Lily, Lily, very silly,
How does your garden grow?
With big red noses and squirting roses,
And grinning clowns all in a row

Violet, Violet, what a pilot,
How does your garden grow?
With parachutes and long commutes,
And golden wings all in a row.

 

 

Written for dVerse's 10 Year Anniversary!

 

 

 

Prequel

Peter Piper plucked a pound of putrid plums

Placing them in pies, pasta, and pizza

Peddling them primarily at the park

But putrid plums pay peanuts

So Peter Piper’s prestigious penthouse was repossessed

“Perhaps,” plucky Peter plotted

“Pickled peppers should plump my plastic purse.”

For all who've ever wondered why Peter Piper picked that peck of pickled peppers.

 Written for dVerse.