Wednesday, February 1, 2012

'Kissing the Ceiling'

In response to a photo prompt from We Write Poems:


 ~Kissing the Ceiling~

Just wait and see, for failure you’re bound,
He calls it home?  A hole in the ground?
It gets no light, the paint is surely peeling,
You stand up straight, and bump into the ceiling!

Oh let them talk, I know where I am bound,
It’s nice and bright – our home beneath the ground,
The paint’s just fine, and overcome with feeling,
At break of day I rise, and kiss the ceiling!



Live for the Love of it,
The Happy Amateur

11 comments:

  1. ...another person's treasure. Nice job!

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  2. happiness right where you are. Well done.

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  3. I'm good with it.
    Just a question: what's "painy's"? paint? or counterpane? (I thought that quilt was beautiful)

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    1. Hi, Barbara, it should be "paint's" (paint is ) :-)
      Sometimes the computer can play tricks.

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