My newest adventure is underway. It has lead me to take up residency in a new blog,
Like the Feathers of an Arrow (affectionately known as LFA).

...don't open...don't throw away... is not disappearing completely (not yet),
but postings here will be limited.

Friday, January 21, 2011

0 Batch #1

Bursting with Pom Seeds
(image by rmp, that's me)
so after some thought, i thought i'd come up with some guidelines for pom seeds.

first, all pom seeds will be posted via twitter...(i need to come up with some purpose for seeds are just tiny little nuggets; a whole big post on them seems silly)...

second, every so often i will bring all of the latest pom seeds together in a post.  upon doing so, i will mark those that have already been tasted and add any additional thoughts that 140 characters doesn't express.

third, i hope that those who stop by and consume the pom seeds might leave their thoughts and ideas on how i might expand the flavor of a seed or two, or maybe provide an unrelated and potential seed...we all have our own taste and it might be interesting and inspiring to hear someone else take on a pom seed.  anyway....

Pom Seeds Batch #1

  • pink sky, orange moon (i was thinking about joining this with, "I woke with rose colored glasses...")
  • I sang this morning  (savored in a poem, Horribly Wrong)
  • Information overload
  • I woke with rose colored glasses; and the world was as only I could dream it to be
  • We were forbidden to speak; forbidden to meet one another's gaze; but what stolen glances could not sustain; our bodies spoke...  (inspired by a prompt from Poetry Potluck Monday about Languages, Signs & Symbols, it did not find its flavor in time to meet the deadline, but i'm hopeful it will still be a savory seed)
  • He said it was happenstance; and maybe he was right; but I couldn't take the chance; and so I put up a fight (savored in a poem, Serendipity)

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