My (unusual) Poem

           My (unusual) Poem

My poems are not poetical
So they cannot be magical.

I write them in the afternoon
Unpoetic time no stars no moon.

I seldom use figures of speech
My words within a grade five’s   reach.

My inspiration, not love
But a flying dove.

My poems are not poetical
They’re down to earth like ***pandesal.
***Pandesal or pan de sal (Spanish for “salt bread”) is a common bread roll in the Philippines madeof flour, eggs, yeast,
sugar, and salt.

In response to Friday Foto Fun – Unusual

Unusual – this ornate Hindu temple is in the Blue Mountains outside Sydney
surrounded by Australian bush!

Please share something you’ve seen in an unusual setting, maybe a bit out of context?

or

creatively write about an unusual situation?

 

Come on the more the merrier, please share and read each others photo posts!

Please complete before next Friday using a pingback to link your post.

 

 

32 Replies to “My (unusual) Poem”

  1. that was an unusual sight, loved it! and your writing poetical or not speaks to all levels, simple words hold more logic and truth, they are beautiful words I treasure so much because they come from you

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