“I know how to say red in French”
chirped Maddie
fresh from kindergarten
“It’s rouge.”
This morning
biking past the railway bridge
I stopped and stared in awe
at the brilliant leaves
still tenuously clinging to the vine
“I know how to say red,”
I thought
“with no words at all
present tense, honey, present tense!Also: lovely 🙂
Wonderful!
Perfect. You are an artist!PS You might be interested in my most recent post.
Gorgeous!
very nice!
perfect!
You also know how to paint a picture…with words.
Oh, lovely. You’ll have to tell us how Maddie is taken to Kindergarten. I don’t get the present tense comment! Inside joke? I feel so left out..
just closing my eyes —–
It wasn’t really a joke, it was the poetry critique-r in me having a knee jerk reaction that I was immediately sorry for …it’s just that poetry, especially, is so immediate that present tense tends to work better – makes the reader a participant rather than an observer.and now that H is never speaking to me again for my unspeakable rudeness, I’m shutting up
I love your poem. Very creative and to the point. Bravo! 🙂