Creative Writing and unfinished business…
March 30, 2015 § 10 Comments
violent spring wind
lifting tiles on my neighbour’s roof –
Image courtesy cutestpaw.com
Tagged: creative writing, haiku, humour, poetry, storm
Yikes, indeed! I remember having that look (far too often) 🙂
Look out for flying tiles :-0
A two foot long piece of lead came down in the front garden. Come this morning a thief had stolen it…
Lead? Why on earth would one steal lead? Heavy, not (at least here) worth very much, and poisonous as well. At least he has some enterprise in him, if not much sense. keep your eyes peeled, stuff coming off roofs hurts! :0
Lead must have some value here, Neo, as people traditionally/routinely steal it from church roofs! A thief stole a bush from my garden in December too. This sleepy, supposedly benign little town is morphing into something distinctly creepy…
Must have. We sometimes have that trouble with copper. Occasionally with fatal results, but lead, i’ve never heard of. But it’s easily available here for casting and such. A bush? Heavens! Doesn’t sound good, and it’s such a lovely looking place, that I’ve been known to envy you. Creepy indeed.
Great photo and I love the way you’ve written the poem.
Thank you 🙂 Tongue firmly in cheek on what was quite a miserable day.
Now there’s a hair style to be proud of 🙂
Ha! Do you think it will catch on ? 😉
Don’t see why not 🙂
Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:
You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out / Change )
You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out / Change )
You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out / Change )
You are commenting using your Google+ account. ( Log Out / Change )
Connecting to %s
Notify me of new comments via email.
Notify me of new posts via email.
You are currently reading yikes at Changing Skin and other stories.
Blog at WordPress.com.