"We don't stop playing because we grow old; we grow old because we stop playing." ~George Bernard Shaw
"Look at everything as though you were seeing it either for the first or last time." ~Betty Smith, A Tree Grows in Brooklyn

Tuesday, February 01, 2011

Magpie Tales #51

Cold bricks wait

Silently for the suns warmth

Spring begins

OR

Poor Dorothy was caught in a twister

Mixed it up with a nasty old sister

Slower than molasses

She couldn't find Kansas

Let alone the brick road- she missed 'er

25 comments:

Jingle Poetry said...

love it.

you rock.

Andreas said...

Beautiful and...warming!

Lyn said...

Glad you found the yellow brick road..happy to follow!!

Tess Kincaid said...

The Dorothy Parker tickles my fancy!

Stafford Ray said...

Nice Haiku, funny little limnerick, but most of all, I am so glad you have found what you wanted on the map and are happy about it!

Kristen Haskell said...

I have to chuckle. I too am waiting for warmth but from my view it is a long way off.

Suko said...

Energetic, lively Mag!

Brigid said...

Love the idea of the bricks waiting for the heat of spring.

paulandrewrussell said...

LOL, Kathe. Roll on summer!

SW said...

I was thinking about the yellow brick road as well ;-)

Friko said...

serious and funny. Two for the price of one.

Great take on the Magpie.

Lena said...

heh heh....snappy and happy! Loved them!

Tumblewords: said...

Terrific first piece and laughing at the second one - wonderful post!

signed...bkm said...

Oh the second one is a gem...poor Dorothy....bkm

LeAnn said...

Fun Magpie! I do love how the same pictures can take us in all the different directions!
Thanks for stopping by my blog also!
GeeezLoueez (aka LeAnn)

dan roberson said...

Now that you found Kansas you'll be off to see the Wizard. Maybe all the snow is due for a spell.

Snaggle Tooth said...

Both are quiant-
Here the cobblestones are covered with snow n ice- Awaiting the Sun also.
The second, amusing I can hear it in an Irish Brogue!

Linda said...

Wonderful verses. I really love the rhymes...twister, sister. Cool!

Reflections said...

Smiles... love both of them... now where was that brick road?

The Boat House said...

Hello from the great North (WA that is) Need to figure out how to send my brick story, I'm fairly new at this and couldn't get the one I wrote to go. Yes, retirement is a busy time, wouldn't want it any other way.

My hubby, Ron was raised in Ashland, still love visiting Oregon.

Have a great day, love your words.

Nancy of the Boat House, in Birch Bay

Brian Miller said...

ha that second one is a hoot...the first, come on spring!

princessr9 said...

I love your tag line. That's one of my favorite quotes. Thanks for stopping by for Six Word Saturday!

Jim Swindle said...

I enjoyed the limerick. It reminds me of when I lived in Kansas, which was wonderful, but not much like Oz.

rel said...

Kathew,
What a clever girl you are; skipping down the red brick road to spring.
rel

Bee's Blog said...

Cold bricks really are very cold. Very well said and the limerick trully is funny.