Today's Challenge

Word Palette Exercise

 The poem below could be viewed as a word palette.  Don’t imitate this poem, but borrow its vocabulary as your word supply. Use the words in a very different order to say something quite different.  This is another way a poem can be a trampoline.

  

    Mind Wanting More

Only a beige slat of sun

above the horizon, like a shade pulled

not quite down.  Otherwise,

clouds.  Sea rippled here and

there.  Birds reluctant to fly.

The mind wants a shaft of sun to

stir the grey porridge of clouds,

an osprey to stitch sea to sky

with its barred wings, some dramatic

music: a symphony, perhaps

a Chinese gong.

But the mind always

wants more than it has --

one more bright day of sun,

one more clear night in bed

with the moon; one more hour

to get the words right; one

more chance for the heart in hiding

to emerge from its thicket

in dried grasses -- as if this quiet day

with its tentative light weren't enough,

as if joy weren't strewn all around.

  ~ Holly Hughes ~

My take, short and sweet because today was a hectic day and I had little time for writing.

Clouds pile like porridge

in a blue sky bowl; let awe

fill in for a spoon.