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
Tuesday, February 01, 2011
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love it.
ReplyDeleteyou rock.
Beautiful and...warming!
ReplyDeleteGlad you found the yellow brick road..happy to follow!!
ReplyDeleteThe Dorothy Parker tickles my fancy!
ReplyDeleteNice 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!
ReplyDeleteI have to chuckle. I too am waiting for warmth but from my view it is a long way off.
ReplyDeleteEnergetic, lively Mag!
ReplyDeleteLove the idea of the bricks waiting for the heat of spring.
ReplyDeleteLOL, Kathe. Roll on summer!
ReplyDeleteI was thinking about the yellow brick road as well ;-)
ReplyDeleteserious and funny. Two for the price of one.
ReplyDeleteGreat take on the Magpie.
heh heh....snappy and happy! Loved them!
ReplyDeleteTerrific first piece and laughing at the second one - wonderful post!
ReplyDeleteOh the second one is a gem...poor Dorothy....bkm
ReplyDeleteFun Magpie! I do love how the same pictures can take us in all the different directions!
ReplyDeleteThanks for stopping by my blog also!
GeeezLoueez (aka LeAnn)
Now that you found Kansas you'll be off to see the Wizard. Maybe all the snow is due for a spell.
ReplyDeleteBoth are quiant-
ReplyDeleteHere the cobblestones are covered with snow n ice- Awaiting the Sun also.
The second, amusing I can hear it in an Irish Brogue!
Wonderful verses. I really love the rhymes...twister, sister. Cool!
ReplyDeleteSmiles... love both of them... now where was that brick road?
ReplyDeleteHello 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.
ReplyDeleteMy 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
ha that second one is a hoot...the first, come on spring!
ReplyDeleteI love your tag line. That's one of my favorite quotes. Thanks for stopping by for Six Word Saturday!
ReplyDeleteI enjoyed the limerick. It reminds me of when I lived in Kansas, which was wonderful, but not much like Oz.
ReplyDeleteKathew,
ReplyDeleteWhat a clever girl you are; skipping down the red brick road to spring.
rel
Cold bricks really are very cold. Very well said and the limerick trully is funny.
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