Sunday, June 29, 2014

Plum

We have a plum little house,
In our plum little town,
With a plum perfect view 
of the mountains all around.

People thought us plum crazy
But we thought it was best,
To face all our fears
for a plum life out west.

While I'm feeling plum tuckered,
Unpacking's made me plum numb;
There's no rest for the weary who follow
dreams so plum.

Written in response to Sunday Scribblings 2's writing prompt:  Plum

10 comments:

  1. It's all about how you feel inside...I think you could make anything in the outside world plum-tastic!

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    1. And I feel great!!! Perspective is everything, right? :)

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  2. We had a plum tree in our back garden when I was young. The fruit was luscious, so plums and I have an affinity. Clearly you have the same feelings inside too.

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    1. I love plums too; they were always a treat when "in season" and we were at my Grandma's.

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  3. I believe you have plumbed the depths of "plum"! ;)

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    1. I'm plum out of any more ideas. :)

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  4. I have been called plum crazy myself! I suppose it is in us all to take that giant leap. I am sure you won't regret it for you are in a special club of adventurers.

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