Writing Prompt for tinywords 18.1

Photo of a dirt road with bluebonnets alongside it

The thing about a writing life is that you never know where the path is going to lead. Here in North America spring is just around the corner and in this photo image by Jim Nix, Springtime in the Texas Hill Country, the road beckons us to follow. Lining the way is the state flower of Texas, the bluebonnet. These flowers have inspired generations of American painters and we hope this landscape will inspire you as well to write a tiny poem or two. We invite you to put your best efforts in the comment box below. We’ll select the best of the best to start the next issue of tinywords, due out in late-March.

Keep in mind, we will continue to accept regular submissions for the next issue (issue 18.1) through the end of February at our Submit page.

Thanks for dropping by and for sharing your poems.

 

119 thoughts on “Writing Prompt for tinywords 18.1”

    1. Helen, I'm seeing you everywhere, including The Mainichi today. Enjoying your poems (I'm new to haiku), and this one is up, up and away. Six syllables expressing a double entendre. Lovely.
      Ingrid

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  8. distant mountain
    bluebells lead me toward
    a new horizon

    ***

    first kiss
    an ivory hare jumps among
    the bluebells

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      1. Thanks Penny! :-)

        Karen and myself are in Marrakech and will visit the Marjorelle Gardens where it took French painter Jacques Majorelle (1886-1962) forty years of dedication to create them with the intense blue the artist perceived in the Atlas Mountains.

        Our top floor apartment has a rich view of the Atlas Mountains too! :-)

        warm regards,
        Alan

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        1. A vibrant and tranquil verse, Alan. I'm sure you will both compose many more exquisite verses while visiting the gardens and surrounding area. Once again I have learnt, from your words :)

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          2. I'm sure they will be as amazing as the one here,
            This primary blue certainly makes a statement, and the nature of it, to me, is LOUD, this up against the silence and inner tranquillity of the prayer is a masterful jux.
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            The vibrant buildings sit well within the gardens and look right, I can only imagine the myriad greens steal some of blue's thunder :)

          3. The almost turquoise of the benches at Majorelle Gardens sits well with the Majorelle blue, reminding us of the original Berbers and other tribes. The bamboo and cactus gardens and the Koi pools, and different tribal wear, make it an awesome two and a half acres.

            Thank you for your kind words.

            warmest regards

            Alan

            p.s.

            Click onto the web link in my name to see some stock images. Can't wait to post a few of our own on Area 17 when we get back to Blighty. :-)

            p.p.s.

            As we all know, Wales is God's Country, or at least one of them, too! :-)

  39. Are you referring to the 60?s jingle?

    I had forgotten about that. It made me smile

    It works just as well without that historical element :)

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  42. *Around the Bend*

    winding dirt road
    red between hills of
    bluebonnets—-Mother
    dead now fifteen years,
    yet still I hear her calling
    from around the bend.
    _________________________

    *Blue*

    bluebonnets, blue sky
    blue haze dreaming on
    the mountains—too long
    since I last blossomed
    in that spring sun
    __________________________

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      1. :)
        Thanks Alan. It also has echoes of sound advice from the wonderful feed back I had, from you, during one of your very informative courses.

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  56. Thanks so much to the editors for providing this promt!
    I have enjoyed reading the variety of haiku and the sense of community it has inspired
    Thanks,
    Marita

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