When I first saw this sticker, I had to smile. If this were true I definitely would qualify. Seems I had a hard time convincing my wife! Philosophy does not seem to change reality! Clutter is still clutter. This is my limerick full of wishful thinking!!
When she saw here man’s bench she would mutter
His workbench was covered with clutter
Then she was told
He was a genius to behold
So no more words did she utter
I must say it has improved greatly since this photo was taken!!
The winter took its toll on our streets
As garbage trucks rolled by each week
Our potholes have grown so deep
Each time I hit one I shriek
The DOT did a fix without the right mix
Now the gravel back out slowly creeps
Today is Quadrille Monday at d’Verse. De Jackson asked us to use any form of the word Fix! Today I have been fussing with the DOT (Department of Transportation) about the poor job they did fixing the potholes in our street. They had to come back within thirty days and refill them. They just throw in a little gravel with some thin tar and hope it stays. But it doesn’t! Very frustrating!!
Linda at d’Verse gave us six painting by Jacquline Hurlbeck to choose from for our poetic prompt today. I was drawn to this painting of the bluebird’s journey. We could write a poem of our choosing, so I chose to write a limerick.
There was a girl with blue hair
Who appeared to have nary a care
Till a loose thread was found
By a bluebird flying round
And soon she was left thread bare