Beneath the Mulberry Tree, a poem for Tuesday
We met 'neath the mulberry tree
She said, I don't know you, do I?
I asked how might that be
(The races start now with this girl)
I asked, care for a mulberry?
She said, I'd much rather a date
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Photo and Poem Copyright, Jimmiehov 2012 and 2018, All Rights Reserved
(I took this picture at Regents' Park in London, about 2012)
- I'm linked with By Sanaa Rizvi at The Imaginary Garden with Real Toads, Poems In April - The Tuesday Platform, http://withrealtoads.blogspot.com/2018/04/poems-in-april-tuesday-platform_24.html
- I'm linked with By Sanaa Rizvi at The Imaginary Garden with Real Toads, Poems In April - The Tuesday Platform, http://withrealtoads.blogspot.com/2018/04/poems-in-april-tuesday-platform_24.html
Sanaa would like for us to use exactly 140 letters. It was in April but changed to 145.
- I'm also linked with NaPoWriMo2018m Day 24, http://www.napowrimo.net/day-twenty-four-4/
- And again with Rommy for for Tuesday Platform on May 29, 2018 at http://withrealtoads.blogspot.com/2018/05/the-tuesday-platform_29.html?m=1
Labels: Flash Writing, NaPoWriMo 2018, Poem, Syllabic Form, Tuesday Platform
11 Comments:
This is such a sweet and delightful poem, Jim 💖
Ha ha ha, witty, fun, and slightly unexpected.
Love the clever close Jim!
Anna :o]
She one who know her mind and not afraid to state. Nice one Jim
much love...
Of course a date is to be preferred
Wonderfully clever ending. Fun and happy poem Jim.
I see what you did there. *giggle*
So sweet! Love this Jim!
The ending made me smile, Jim!
I love the whimsy in this !
I can see this as a painting, Jim. Clever and fun!
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