I was scrolling through the posts from other bloggers displayed in my WordPress Reader today and I came across the writing prompt from Paula Light, creator of Light Motifs II. I have had a busy few months and I don’t think I have actually participated in a THURSDAY INSPIRATION prompt before.
https://lightmotifs.wordpress.com/2019/08/08/thursday-inspiration-16/
But this great photo gave me lots of ideas. So I have tried to stick with just one. But I will be honest with you…my baaaaaaad poetry style took over and I have ruined my idea. There was potential there, but I feel disappointed with the results. Oh well…never give up hey! Keep on trying to develop your writing. Here is my attempt to write a clever poem in response to Paula’s fantastic writing prompt:
Seeing the caravan I could have cried
Bob must have thought my face quite a sight
When I realized the bed was four foot wide
But that was nowt compared to my fright
As the caravan swayed from side to side
The fierce wind blowing throughout the night
Worrying we’d be swept out with the tide
I curled up and held onto Bob tight
“Isn’t this romantic?” said Bob
Morning came and the cliff-top was still there
Excited by his plans for the day
Bob led the way off to Scarborough fair
The sky overhead gloomy and grey
A stick with candy floss for two to share
Ferris wheel first, up and away
Bob gave me a squeeze and played with my hair
I tried my best to be droll and gay
“Isn’t this romantic?” said Bob
Into my ear Bob started to sing
“Your kisses are sweeter than white wine.”
Bob knelt on one knee and out came a ring
“We don’t need perfect skies or sunshine
Together we can face what life may bring
Because I am yours and you are mine”
“Sorry Bob, to me you’ve been just a fling
But this weekend you have crossed the line
This is not remotely romantic”, said I
It was clear to see I’d broken Bob’s heart
He asked me why? I exclaimed “Oh Gosh!”
He told me he hoped that we would never part
His romantic drivel seemed such tosh
“The caravan and the fair for a start
Quite an ordeal for someone so posh
I like the classics, music and art
You simply don’t earn nearly enough dosh
You are not remotely romantic”, said I
Caramel 