Completely Free-Form Stream of Consciousness
Two Peas in a Pod
Coupling
Connection
Bright green bouncing thoughts, enclosed in a hug
Lover in a warm verdant salad
Alive
Life
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
Friends
Lovers
Whatever
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
3 comments:
What a zest for writing you have. I delighted in the texture and and colour of this! Hope you have a great week!
~Gabi
Great free form and you got my mind thinking...
Hmm...you 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!
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