Do you ever feel like
A brick out of place
The wind blew one off my chimney
Into my neighbor’s space
I looked up and saw
The hole it left behind
I can’t replace it myself
I can’t reach that high
I found a sand dollar washed up on the beach
Not even the ocean cared to bury it deep
Insolent waves pushed it aside
I wonder — did anyone cry
My hummingbirds know where sweet nectar flows
None gather if feeders are empty you know
Visitors chitter and numbers increase
Satisfied more every day with the feast
This world offers more but delivers much less
When I feed on what’s empty, the emptier I get
When water runs free why do we swallow gravel
With Jesus we can enjoy the whole enchilada!
Anyway, on to today’s prompt. The topic is One of These Things Is Not Like the Others. This one is going to take some creative thinking.
The prompt words and phrases are lipstick, brick, the whole enchilada, sand dollar, peachy, nectar, and coral.
Since the usual game of One of These Things Is Not Like the Others has only four choices, that’s how many of the paint chips I’m challenging you to use in your poem.
This was challenging. I guess out of the four I chose, the brick is different than the other three as it is lifeless and apart from other bricks it seems to have no value at all. A sand dollar is living, and nectar and enchiladas serve to sustain life.
I think I related to the brick this week, out of sorts and out of place and the lesson I learn from all this is without Jesus and the life He offers, there is nothing that gives me any real sense of value. The hummingbirds are quite a gift to me this year. They are practically the only visitors I have in this time of distancing. I am filling the feeders twice a day and they just keep coming!