“I couldn’t conjure snow in July and so my story went into the shredder. We’ll try this instead …”
I wrote this poem for the following prompt.
Sadje’s What Do You See – picture above
Little Blue Car
Little blue car sitting in the snow
The poor thing was ready to go
Buried in an avalanche of white
It vanished over night
With snow up to the roof rack
It couldn’t go forward or back
There was nothing to do but wait
For its owners to ski and skate
Then when the sun was felt
The snow began to melt
Allowing the blue car to emerge
Still sitting on the grass verge
With ice on the ground
The little blue car was found
It’s engine started with a turn of the key
Life returned to set it free
The little car hated the snow
And so home it would go
From then on it would decline
To go out unless the sun did shine

Thanks for reading my friends.
There’s more in the Poetry Corner, Poetry Nook, and the Short Story Collection
Have a great day!
Aww, love the story of the little blue car. Thanks Mason for joining in this week
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Thank you, Sadje. That makes it worth continuing with it this morning.
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You’re welcome ☺️
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Such a cute poem, Mason. I love where you went with this prompt
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Hello, Shweta.
I’m pleased you liked this one. I binned to stories before settling on the poetic idea.
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It turned out to be perfect in the end. I had some difficulty coming up with a response for this prompt too.
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Sometimes it wont work will it. I’ve just been through all the submissions. I didn’t read one for you. Did it not happen at all?
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I just managed to publish mine. For some reason, WP is not allowing me to leave a link to my post on Sadje’s page.
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Thats annoying of WP. You can add it to a comment on mine if you like.
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You’re so kind. Thank you so much. I’ll try to do that 😃
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Aww, no your beautiful work deserves to be seen. You see if you can share it that way.
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That’s so kind of you. Thank you 😊
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You’re welcome.
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loved the poem mason
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Thank you so much!
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This is such a sweet poem!
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Hello, Vignesh.
Thank you so much!
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Welcome 🙂
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A sweet poetic story for an underwhelming car. I wouldn’t go out in the snow either.
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Thank you, so much for reading all my pieces today.
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Loved this!!!❤️
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Thank you so much, Grace.
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My pleasure.💕
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Awww such a lovely little blue car…reminds me of those whimsical tales we love as children..i love this Mason..
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That was the sort of feeling I was going for. I’m glad you liked it. Thank you for reading!
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Your welcome😊😉😊
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I liked this! Well done!
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Thank you, Ruth.
A little fun out of a total disaster that got binned first!
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I feel the way the blue car feels about winter—blue. Good one Mason
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Thank you, Dee.
I don’t mind, Winter. Mind you it’s never too harsh here so I can’t really complain.
Thanks for reading.
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It’s a pleasure. Cheers
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What a lovely poem, Mason! I am that little blue car when it comes to snow and ice!! – one of the reasons I came to South Africa. 🙂
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I could never imagine it snowing in Africa. I know it does on the highlands like Kilimanjaro though. I’d love to live in South Africa and spend my days exploring finding the wildlife.
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The snow is confined to the mountains where I stay – very pretty but only from afar! The wildlife is a real treat, but the ‘big five’ are also quite far away. Probably just as well, lions in the garden would be a little inconvenient!
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Sounds majestic.
Yeah, wouldn’t fancy mowing the lawn with lions sleeping on it.
For me all the animals are special. I delight in seeing them all big, small and miniscule.
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Beautifully written.
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Thank you so much, Jude.
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