Family Poetry Game

The kids are all home, so we’re spending time as a family including playing games. Last night we played a poetry game where each of us wrote a phrase and passed it to the next person. You could only see the last line written. Here’s one of the ones I started:

With crinkled brow, she struggled
to eat all the cotton candy she could
before her father took her home.
The next morning, she walked bare-foot downstairs
to say good morning to the seagulls and fish.
Silence was their usual response, especially from the fish.
These creatures feared not, and did not need conversation to establish connections
sharing each others sentiments
together at last.

About Katherine Lato

Writer, thinker, observer and participant in life.
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