Poetic Thursday hosted by our pals Teddy and Angel Sammy
Here is our challenge for today
I biggified the photo...My Mind's Eye sees bread
My oven is broken
my bread needs baking
my bread needs baking
Nothing says lovin' more than
fresh sunbaked bread
from Mother Nature's
OVEN
Hari Om
ReplyDelete... seasoned with smog! YAM xx
Oh my gosh. I'd crash that bike.
ReplyDeleteYour poem, I like it! I don't understand how he gets that bread on his head... and it has to be heavy!!!
ReplyDeleteGood Morning!
We love your poem and think that guy sure has good balance.
ReplyDeleteFun poem to match photo ~ thanks,
ReplyDeleteHugs to you Cecilia and Angel Madi ~
Wishing you good health, laughter and love in your days,
A ShutterBug Explores,
aka (A Creative Harbor)
TeeHeeHee...Good one today, C!
ReplyDeleteThat was a fun poem. XO
ReplyDeleteI enjoyed the poem. And like everyone else..how IN the world did he get on the bike, and how can he steer with one hand and how does that tray stay up there.
ReplyDeleteWe think you will have plenty of bread to last a long time. Mom's cooktop finally was repaired today after a couple of weeks out of commission. Well, mostly fixed, the burner with the extra coil isn't fully working right, so another part to be ordered.
ReplyDeleteWoos - Misty and Timber
HA! That was a great twist on that fun photo!
ReplyDeleteThat could be a jingle
ReplyDeleteI hope it works for him!
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