Poetic Thursday hosted by our pals Teddy and Angel Sammy
Here is the photo challenge
About Living on the prec·i·pice
- a very steep rock face or cliff, especially a tall one."we swerved toward the edge of the precipice"
Precipice
Rock
Escaping
Cliff dwelling
Incredible view
Peace and quiet..(no one will want to visit)
( the last three letters are)
I
C
E
Which is what I would worry about if I lived there.
It would be strong winds that would worry me!
ReplyDeleteice could become a problem... they would be too much visitors LOL
ReplyDeleteHari OM
ReplyDelete...floods.... 'sall I'm sayin'..... YAM xx
That's a very creative idea in a gorgeous location, but it looks very dangerous to me. Definitely living on the edge!
ReplyDeleteaccess is what would worry me, and of course the ICE would too. i don't fly or float, would never swim due to sharks, pirana etc. not a place I would live or visit. the one thing is has that I love is NO NEAR NEIGHBORS. it is indeed living on a precipice. ha ha on floods by Yam.. you could just float or swim to the trees and hang on to the tops, but watch out for whats in the water. i forgot about simming snakes
ReplyDeleteOne word: NO! hahaha, your poem fits it.
ReplyDeleteThat's a great poem. There are lots of things that would worry us about living in that house.
ReplyDeleteYes. I would worry about everything living in that house! Your poem is so true about living on the precipice. I am an Oympic worthy worrier so I will be crossing that house off the house hunting list... if I was house hunting. Peace and quiet... no one will want to vist... HAHAHAHA!
ReplyDeleteVery clever poem. XO
ReplyDeleteThe perfect poem for that photo! Too isolated for me.
ReplyDeleteBut there's no lawn to worry about!
ReplyDeleteAwesome poem and that is quite the location ~ hugs,
ReplyDeleteHugs to you and Angel Madi,
Wishing you good health, laughter and love in your days,
A ShutterBug Explores,
aka (A Creative Harbor)
Good one, Cecilia. I think I would most worry about too much weight moving to the back of the hut and it toppling off the rock~
ReplyDeleteIt's a summer fishing camp, for sure. Fun poem!
ReplyDeleteYes indeed.......that little place WOULD be quiet because nobody would want to go near it (including most people looking for a vacation!!!!). HAHAHA GOOD JOB!
ReplyDeleteHugs, Pam
You are always soo good at your poetry using all those letters so well. We are glad we don't live in a house like that - could make potty time a bit intereting and challenging:)
ReplyDeleteWoos - Lightning, Misty, and Timber