Edward Hopper, 1922
and for the daunting task of form
Walk the mine fields seeking disaster
Longing for chaos they will never win
Graphics limited only by the wind
High altitudes greatly enforce the thrill
Walk the mine fields seeking disaster
Force the climbing crowds to pick Asters
While buttered bread falls from picnic baskets
High altitudes greatly enforce the thrill
During the climb need something just ask it
These actions and words have no worth know this
While buttered bread falls from picnic baskets
Sad face with attitudes too bad mask it
Climb fast climb free stealing a kiss from me
While buttered bread falls from picnic baskets
Plastic people with alabaster skin
These actions and words have no worth know this
Longing for chaos they will never win
While buttered bread falls from picnic baskets
Oh, boy, I just felt like I was in school again. Whose big idea was it to combine three prompts?? Mine! I have used The Mag's picture prompt, Sunday Whirl's words (underlined) and have tried my hardest to write this nonsensical poem in the Terzanelle style that was our prompt from Imaginary Garden with Real Toads.
I must get out more because this combined challenge was too much fun!