Written for: dVerse Poets Pub – Quadrille #84 (posted by Mish) – Freckles
“I’ve been keeping an eye on my freckles. Yes, that’s what I said. My job takes me outside with little shade for two or three hours per day, building sandcastles, setting up water-play activities, blowing bubbles, feeding the birds, running from fence to fence if only to release energy (their energy.) It’s a playground full of sun-loving toddlers, carefully lathered in SPF 50, complete with floppy unicorn and Paw Patrol hats. Most of the time, in the hurry and flurry of it all, I neglect or forget to protect my own fair skin. So yes, I’ve been keeping an eye on my freckles.”
I remember driving
down country roads,
a passenger, enabling
me to look in any
direction, delighting
in pastoral scenery.
Anticipating ocean
ahead, I saw farmland
freckled in butter yellow
daffodils. Tall grasses
swayed like hula dancers.
There is an advantage
to being a passenger.
I hadn’t thought of those grasses swaying like dancers in the wind before. That is what they look like.
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Thanks, Frank!
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farmland
freckled in butter yellow
daffodils.
– Lovely imagery!
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Thanks so much, Phillip!
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Freckled flowers…that’s a wonderful image. (K)
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Thanks, memadtwo!
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your sentiment on being a passenger is wise
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Safe for the rest of the world as well!
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Nice to not have to keep eyes on the road. Beautiful colorful animated poem.
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Thanks, Lona!
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Oh I like the imagery of daffodils freckling the farmland and the grasses doing the hula. Wonderful.
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Thanks, Mish!
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