Imaginary gardens with real toads in them. ~Marianne Moore's definition of poetry, "Poetry," Collected Poems, 1951
This week on Miss Rumphius' Monday Poetry Stretch you are prompted to write a poem from a delightful image of a young boy building a sand mountain.
Here's my poem titled:
Mountains
A mountain of sand,
Temporary, until
waves wash
this mountain of sand
away.
My mountain
Is not built
Of sand.
Tuesday, May 6, 2008
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)

1 comments:
I like it. Feels very strong. :) I love watching what others see when they look at the same picture I do... fascinating how different - isn't it?
Post a Comment