Monday, July 03, 2006

Sunday Scribblings on Monday: Two Peas in a Pod

Completely Free-Form Stream of Consciousness

Two Peas in a Pod

Bright green bouncing thoughts, enclosed in a hug
Lover in a warm verdant salad

Hiding out with friends, making pillow forts and giggling
Giggling, a word, a sound that seems to be written merely for the joy and use of little girls who still believe in unicorns and mermaids
27 years later, we don’t giggle as much, but oh the tales we can tell

Two Peas in a Pod with completely different genetic coding
Yellow peas, green peas, wrinkled peas and smooth peas
Bio 101, time spent looking at dominate genes and how
Some peas are wrinkled
And I have brown eyes

Brown eyes… Bane of my existence. Always wanted Daddy’s blues… but *sigh* brown was my luck of the draw.

Brown like ground
Like chocolate chip cookies
Like puppies
Earnest and eager
Warm wet brown like the Great Mother herself,
Pushing up crops
Churning out peas
Peas in a Pod

Peas in a pod… that human need to not be all alone in this mess.
This salad
This entrée
This vegetable farm

Little bit of sun on a damp mound of Earth…
Bursting with possibilities, potential and zesty wholesome flavors


Going For Greatness said...

What a zest for writing you have. I delighted in the texture and and colour of this! Hope you have a great week!

Rebecca said...

Great free form and you got my mind thinking...

Anonymous said... know, I totally forgot about Mendel and his peas...this was a great piece of free form writing...I could feel all of those connections happening in my own mind.

And I have to tell you, your last post on my blog (on my own Sunday Scrbblings about peas) brought tears to my eyes. Thank you, thank you!