I’m not the best at reading blogs. I don’t have the time.
The easiest way to get me to read your blog is commenting on my post. I’ll most likely comment back then click to see what you’re up to.
Last night I clicked – The Brickhouse Chick. I have never met her in real life. She rarely posts pictures of herself. But I would know her if I ran into her on the street. I picture her being loud, intertwining the languages of spanish and english. And a great laugh. I have no doubt Mrs. Brickhouse has a great laugh.
She posted a writing challenge: Love in Ten Lines. (click her link to see her version.) I volunteered to participate. A writing challenge that gave me a way to explain to Scott let’s just skip the lingerie and get naked.
After all, my time is valuable.
•Write about love using only 10 lines.
•Use the word love in every line.
•Each line can only be four words long.
•Nominate others who are up for the challenge.
•Let them know about the challenge.
•Title the post: Love in Ten Lines
•Include a quote about love (this can be your own).
•You may write in any language.
Love in Ten Lines by Julie Burton
Love is not ribbons
and love isn’t lace.
That love seems pretty.
That love comes off.
I don’t understand love;
love that’s easily removed.
Admit love is bare.
Unveiled. Bald. Love exposed.
Love is not hidden.
Love is stark, undressed.
Quote: “One love, one heart.” — Bob Marley. Because sunshine, saltwater, and rum cocktails.
Your turn! Who’s good at poetry? This came easier to me that I thought it would. Thank you, Maria, for the inspiration for some creative writing today. Go get naked, chica.