I may think it quaint to live in a cabin in the woods
Where the sky is staged with feathered songs
And shadows wake the night owl’s flute
His lullaby the whole night long
The sound of my voice solitaire
None with whom to disagree
No challenge, fight or test a dare
Time and space alone with me
Is not this what we think of heaven
Days of peaceful, still repose
Eat of bread not made with leaven
Just the thought of this, oh no!
I believe eternity
Will keep us ever occupied
Disillusioned we will never be
Truth without the snare of lies
Here blossoms grow with toil and care
Conflict strengthens every cell
I choose to not run from this noise
For in the woods may just be Hell
Linda Kruschke Paint Chip Poetry
I only used 2 words this week. Didn’t know where I was going till I got there.
This Week’s Challenge
Once again I determined our theme from a random page in my book of The Romantic Poets. The poem that starts on page 710 is To Night by Percy Bysshe Shelley.
Our paint chip words and phrases are cabin in the woods, deviled eggs, cotton, Aquarius, blossom, showtime, and night owl. The bonus angel card is trust (plus it has a cute unicorn on it that might make its way into someone’s poem). Use however many of these words and phrases you want. I don’t plan to use them all this week, just to mix things up a bit.