Poem of the Week

Siri Plantain Flintstone

In my hand I hold her,
The voice of golden knowledge.
All I have to do is whisper,
'Siri' and she's at my beck and call.
'Siri I'm stranded with flint stone in my hand,
How am I to cook my plantain?
Without matches or a stove?
'Take your flint and strike …'
Damn no battery,
I shouldn't have played solitaire!

I was given these three words Siri, Plantain and Flintstone by Lenny Henry via Twitter.

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Poem of the Week - Last Week

Yes, I Would

Would that I could,
Weave a dream.
Of sleep all around me,
There's a chill in the air,
Get quilted up.
Yes! That's it,
In a warm cocoon am I.

I tweeted Matt Lucas and asked if he would give me a 3 word prompt. His reply was "Yes I Would"

Poem of the Week - 2 Weeks Ago

Whisper into the Winds

Sing to the stars,
Shout to the sea.
Whisper into the winds,
My love for thee.