The hills too are ‘timeworn’
Save for a few scratches on
rocks
By cheeky monkeys
The paintings aren’t that bad
Are they, Vicki?
Etsy Shop? No
Echoesy Shop.
We are at this moment, fellow pilgrim, treading on the boulders of this hill upon weathered rocks and rotting roots to smell a whiff of nature’s scent or to spot footprints on molten lava.
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9 comments:
Hee hee, it isnt only the monkeys who are feeling cheeky!!!! I am so happy to see you posting at Poets United!!!!! It has been a while. Happy you are back!!!!!! We missed you!
I love your take on the prompt. Those first scratches are most interesting art. I love the play on Etsy with Echosy.
You are fun! I too like the play on words~
I agree the beginnings of art do set the tone! :D
Salem,
I like the natural timeworn thoughts with your words. The erosion of time and the disappearing sounds....Beautiful and real:)
Eileen
Welcome 'home,' Salem! What a clever poem you have shared here. I love 'echoesy,' which made me smile broadly!
silly monkeys! nice poem :)
Very clever words and I love the scratches from the monkeys--they are so wild and reckless :-)
Very funny wordplay, enjoyed greatly.
Thank you so much fellow poets for your kind words. I loved the prompt and reading your takes on it was an inspiring one.
Love,
echoesofthehills.
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