Miss Mary Bobo's Southern Table
Lynchburg, Tennessee
Ready for Thanksgiving Celebration
Photo by: John P. Ford
Just sharing a creative comment post from Alex.
Alex responded to the refrigerator poetry post as a true poet is likely to do....Write a poem!
I appreciate all readers and bloggers!. Thanks for taking the time to read and share your opinions and comments.
Writer On Board said:
Love it, Linda. Fun. I'll play:
morning yet they know not
I need a cup of liquid coffee
My sister...
I am over crap
Concrete poetry almost sacred translucent
Some delicious fever
From never more.....
I like me....no question
Always woman
This heart speaks out like a child at play
A brilliant wet secret on hot magic cloud
bring men of fire...sex, he too must
Make marbling
Perhaps green grass will dazzel that picture
perfume...lip is pierced...young girl I will heal you father said
Smile
Over ferocious daughter trust live laugh blush
Time to pick a flower
Open an old broken window
Change the hard blue universe
explore..listen..embrace..celebrate..dance..melt...
remember
