A while ago, before the vaccines for COVID-19 were approved, I was playing with some alliteration. This is a work in progress, but in absence of other words coming to me today, I will share it for Poetry Friday.
I think our world, particularly the United States, is stretched thin right now. It seems everything is crumbling. With each passing day, a new concern or problem arises. They are not problems for one or a few but problems for us all, as the world and our country as we knew it will probably never be the same.
In the last few days, I’ve tried to focus on things I know will calm my soul and quiet my mind. Mainly, this has been trips into nature or my photography focused on bright, cheerful flowers and gardens. Bright spots have included rime frost, a visit from a Bald Eagle, and an opossum begging a grilled dinner!
Words can be playful too. When I considered what to share, the “P” alliteration poem came to mind. I hope the beginnings of which are enjoyed and not taken too seriously.
Pandemic passing
Plum pancakes served with pancetta on the porch
Plentily pleased pre-pandemic palates
A panacea portends without particulars preeminently
While in Parma plates of pizza filled the piazza
Pennies or pence or pounds for products produced
Pockets previously packed now pauperish
No pork, plums, pancakes, or parishioners for the poor
Just priests in a pinch and a pandemic’s passing
As this is a work in progress, any suggestions for additional “P” words I can work into the alliteration would be highly appreciated and considered! Thank you!
Today is Poetry Friday! The round up host this week is Sylvia Vardell of Poetry for Children. Please click on the link to see a plethora of poetry books for children soon to be published in 2021. Thank you Sylvia for compiling this list and for hosting today’s round up!
The Apples in My Orchard 
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