by My Erotic Trail
More of a story with line breaks than a poem--at least in some areas.
You chose a good poem for inspiration.
p.s. Good line: "where he sat, like a wet tongue on a flag pole"
is mentioned on today's review...great images...and soulful words...blue
on the second read through [[What is it you are doing?" He broke the ice]] and thought it quite ironic showing more of your wonderful sense of humor...now why can I see you out there using a flame thrower instead of shoveling?
For a moment I thought that it reminds me of ‘breaking bread’ with a friend (or an enemy, to turn him/her into a friend) but then I thought: Nah, not with the Buddha. Turns out I was closer than I suspected, as this Buddha is more into teaching lessons –little bit the hard way; mental challenges even teasing. All I guess on the long, even freezing road to enlightenment…
I felt like wicked eve on the style (it did sound more like a story broken down by lines), but it never bothered me a bit. (Plus I have seen the reception to stories of this scope in the story section). Most importantly, you turned what could have been “a horrible terrible no good very bad day” into a humorous fun and mindful tale. And that does sound very much like an encounter with a Buddhist spirit.
and witty, and
A good story is always worth telling
Did you find your ice skates?
like Buddha likes toying with you or is it more like "Wax On, wax off?" hehe thanks for the giggles!
TT