Thoroughly Poetic Thursday
The part of my brain that has an aptitude for writing poetry has been on hiatus for the past several weeks. Regardless, I have come up with a poem for this week’s inspiration photo provided by Angel Sammy and Teddy from Two Spoiled Cats. I find the photo almost frightening, as individuality and diversity is so important in the creation of a vibrant and creative society. I think my poem says this in a very basic way.
Trapped in the Suburbs
These identical houses are absurd,
But that’s what you get in the suburbs.
I love my 100-plus year old house in the city.
It’s unique and large enough for all the kitties.
You couldn’t pay me to live in this neighborhood.
I would be depressed and never feel good
About driving in circles trying to find my house.
It would feel like a maze, and I was the mouse.
© Janet Buickerood Blue – 08/09/2023
If you’d like to join in the fun of writing poetry, click on Angel Sammy’s poetry badge. That will take you over to Two Spoiled Cats where you can find next week’s inspiration photo. You’ll also be able to check out Angel Sammy’s poem for this week. He transmits it to Teddy each week from the Rainbow Bridge, and in our opinion, it is always a winner.
Thankful Thursday
Kitties Blue and I like to share our thankfuls each week and participate in Brian’s Thankful Thursday blog hop.
Periwinkle and Stinky are thankful to those of you who visited with them on International Cat Day. If you didn’t join them on their adventure, I do recommend you check it out. Twenty-one of their feline friends who live outside the United States participated in the adventure. Here’s the link: “THE ADVENTURES OF PERIWINKLE & STINKY: PART CXCVI.”
Audrey is thankful for one of the toys (especially the feathered part) from the most recent Cat Lady Box.
Kitties Blue and I are thankful for all of you who visit, read our posts and comment. And we thank you for joining us today.
If you’d like to participate in Brian’s Thankful Thursday blog hop, post on your blog the things for which you are thankful, then click on the badge below to go to Brian’s Home and link up.
Like a mouse in a maze…yes!e
MOL, that picture reminds me of dat song Little Boxes about the ticky tacky houses.
I sure wouldn’t want to live there either, boring and no fun. Good poem though! Thanks for joining our Thankful Thursday Blog Hop!
Great poem. Mine was similar. I love our old, unique home too. XO
Audrey is so adorable playing with her new toy. And yes, I would feel exactly the same way if I had to live there.
We hope to leave FloryDa next year for a cooler climate, but definitely no cookie cutter home for us. Momma insists on having deer in her backyard.
Lookin guud there Audrey!
An Aunty Janet yore poe-em iss so true an fun!!! It wuud bee weerd livin in Subrbss fore sure!
***nose rubss*** BellaDharma an ((hugss)) BellaSita Mum
We agree that living there would be depressing! Audrey is adorable with her toy. Periwinkle had a BLAST on Tuesday’s Adventure.
The Florida Furkids with love and whisker kisses to Sawyer from Noelle
BRAVO on your poem…..we love the variety of homes in “non-cookie-cutter” developments. A home can be a reflection of your personality and while THESE houses in the photo can certainly be individualized INSIDE and somewhat on the outside with landscaping it still looks like a huge Monopoly board with little wooden houses spaced out in lines. NO THANKS! But a BIG thanks for participating in Poetry fun with Angel Sammy and us. Audrey sure is enjoying her new toy – looks like a little blue phone!
Hugs, Teddy and Mom
I’m with you about that subdivision…though I am sure those houses are much nicer than this old rickety house we call our home…
Audrey is all into that new toy!
I like the older houses with more more varied features too, but I’m assuming these are much more economical to build. As a painter I do see lots of space for well-done urban and/or suburban art, but that probably wouldn’t be tolerated by most housing complex authorities. Cute picture of Audrey!
Oh, who on earth could live THERE, and yet, and yet, it is a roof over someone’s head, which many do not have right now.