Showing posts from June, 2022

Summer Is...

 The Whirligig #377  Prompt words in red. Summer is a ripe peach with juice sticky fingers. Blue sky days and orange sunsets. Numb bodies after ice cold swims.   Just know , these summer things could disappear . In our corner of the earth , we tend to forget what summer is like elsewhere. ©2022 Lisa Smith Nelson. All Rights Reserved

Greed and Gluttony

 These the the next two of my Seven Deadly Sins series of poems.  Pride was posted in April for the letter S in the Blogging from A to Z April Challenge.  As I mentioned then, I started out planning each to have seven lines of seven syllables per line.  Then, I got mixed up along the way, so some of the poems are seven lines of seven words per line.  Greed and Gluttony are one of each. GREED Never enough for those who are greedy, they come back for more and more.  Never sated, never full, forever empty, just as "Dingo--Yellow-Dog Dingo " always hungry, ran the legs off the Old Man Kangaroo. Demanding more and more and ever more, never satisfied, on a never ending quest.   GLUTTONY Gluttony and Greed walk hand in hand, two kindred spirits with the same end goal in mind. Gluttony is ravenous, Greed is happy to oblige. Both, insatiable and fat, ready to gorge themselves sick. ©2022 Lisa Smith Nelson. All Rights Reserved   Line four in Greed is a qu