Between her hills, or: Over her lush fallows

A ‘Donna’ limerick

The heat rose from between her hills
over her lush fallows.
I stopped; my eye
distracted by
enticing omphalos.

‘What do you see’ Prompt #150

For Sadje’s weekly #WDYS prompt, she offered the photo below as inspiration for writers to produce art.

Image credit:
Robert Lukeman @ Unsplash

Murisopsis’ Poetry Scavenger Hunt

This ‘Donna’ limerick was written for Murisopsis’ Poetry Scavenger Hunt.

Let’s write poetry together!

When it comes to partnership, some humans can make their lives alone – it’s possible. But creatively, it’s more like painting: you can’t just use the same colours in every painting. It’s just not an option. You can’t take the same photograph every time and live with art forms with no differences.

Ben Harper (b. 1969)

Would you like to create poetry with me and have a completed poem of yours featured here at the Skeptic’s Kaddish? I am very excited to have launched the ‘Poetry Partners’ initiative and am looking forward to meeting and creating with you… Check it out!

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