The Mask Contest started last week and ends today. Read about the contest here.
And the winners are…. :::drumroll please:::: those who submitted an entry.
Jim Adams, Max, and Ken Gierke.
Congratulations!
Each one of you shall have a poem constructed by me with a prompt word of your choice.
The point I’m trying to make is that everyone who wears a mask in the time of Covid-19 is a winner.
Great idea Li.
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Thank you, Sadje 🙂
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👍👍👍
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Thanks, Lisa. Here’s your word: Vote
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🙂
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A limerick:
It is clear, to be heard, you must vote
For the best of the swine and the choad
To get bread, not just crust
Mark your ‘x’ as you must
Let’s get rid of the old billy goats!
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Perfect!
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Thank you, Ken 🙂
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Thanks for selecting me Li as a winner. Please write a poem about your kittens.
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You’re welcome, Jim.
Here’s another limerick, this one about Mlady and Dotty:
My two cats with white paws look like saints
One has stripes, one has dots, soft-furred paints
Pure intent is belied
When a bug is espied
As they pounce, torment, kill with such grace.
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That is wonderful, thanks.
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Thank you and glad you like it.
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Cool!
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If you want me to write you a poem, give me a prompt word 🙂
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How about serendipity?
That word just popped in my head.
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OK you got it!
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For you and your wife:
He walked along a lonely path
She walked along one too
Both were convinced it’d be this way
Forever lost to their soul mates
To share their love so true
They didn’t realize that
Prayers to God are heard
God sent them serendipity
In the form of a tiny bird
As each was walking on their paths
They heard a priceless trill
Each turned into the park
She from the east, he from the west
Both transfixed they followed
The tiny triller’s song
Until each stood beneath a tree
Where he sang so sweet and long
Finally he flew away
And he and she looked down
Into the precious eyes of each
Neither could turn around
Instead they smiled and took a step
While holding out a hand
Their other half they’d found
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Thank you Lisa!!!! I have saved it and tomorrow I’ll show her.
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You are very welcome, Max. Let me know what she thinks of it 🙂
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I sure will!
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She loves it…she got a little emotional. She told me to tell you thank you and it was beautiful.
She said she admires anyone who can write poems.
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Awwww so glad she enjoyed the poem. ❤
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She really did…
I’ve been off work since Thursday taking vacation days so we have had a great 5 day stretch…tomorrow it’s back to work though.
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This is a great initiative, Li
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🙂 Thank you!
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