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August 4, 2017

Poetry Friday--Spark Postcard Exchange

I had the month of July to send out four postcards as part of an exchange arranged by Amy Souza of Spark: art from writing: writing from art. Unlike the Spark challenge, the creation of our postcard art is not dependent on an inspiration piece. I decided to go with the broad topic of summer treats. Here are the four postcards I sent:

Summer watermelon is always a treat, but not as much fun as it was in the "olden" days before the seedless and personal-size varieties came along!

© Diane Mayr, all rights reserved.

Text:

2017
watermelon-- the fun
bred right out of it


© Diane Mayr, all rights reserved.

Text:

a hint
of sweetness and salt
...summer kisses


The following one actually started out to be about clam chowder! Funny how things change along the way.

© Diane Mayr, all rights reserved.

Text:

beachcombing...
my mother always said
"patience is a virtue"

Here's the sign as it appeared on the chowder vendor's window:



No explanation for this one is necessary. By the end of August you can substitute the word peach for blueberry!

© Diane Mayr, all rights reserved.

Tet:

blueberry pancakes
muffins pie bread oatmeal jam
...late July

Now go visit Donna at Mainely Write. I wouldn't be surprised if she has some Maine blueberry poems in her files!



18 comments:

  1. All that I love about summer! Thank you for the amazing bite-sized summertime treats. -- Christie @ https://wonderingandwondering.wordpress.com/

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    1. And so many more I could have used--peaches, cherries, grilled hot dogs, salt water taffy...

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  2. I love all of these. Diane. I, too, miss those old fashioned, bursting with seeds watermelons. It's blueberry season here, so that last one has special resonance.

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    1. Blueberry season is seeming to never end this summer--there's nothing wrong with that!

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  3. Each one's a summer treat for us, too, Diane. I just bought our Western Slope peaches to make a pie, and the blueberries are in bigger cartons, same price! Love this time of year! Your "beach combing" connected because I actually used the "patience" line with Ingrid. We were looking for the elusive olive shells, and did find two, but it did take patience. Thanks for all, loved each!

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    1. Olive shells? I'll have to do an image search! I'm glad Ingrid's patience was rewarded!

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  4. Diane, what a great summer treat you have created for us. I am not sure which ones I like the best for my Sunkissed Summer Gallery but the one with ice cream is for sure going in the gallery. It reminds me of waiting all week at my daughters to go to the Great Falls, VA Creamery for ice cream. I was not disappointed with the homemade scoop that spoke strongly of sea salt and caramel. Yum! Please send me as many as you like for the gallery. I am delighted with the find.

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    1. I'll send them to you right now, before I forget!

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  5. Such wonderfully fun summer images and poems. Thanks!

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    1. Our summer still goes on, Margaret. I can't believe you're back in school already!

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  6. You continue to teach me much about the art of brevity and wit!

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    1. Thanks, Mary Lee. I think I've got the brevity part down. The wit is sometimes a little off... ;-)

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  7. I remember how clever my stepbrothers were when they invented watermelon seed spitting. LOL These are wonderful, Diane.

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    1. Growing up, seed spitting was always a fun part of summer. Not much to spit nowadays with hybrid watermelons. I'm going to take this opportunity to once again promote my favorite spitting seed/pits books: Benjamin and Tulip by Rosemary Wells and Cherries and Cherry Pits by Vera Williams.

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  8. We are stopping by a roadside stand today - with grandchildren - to buy wild blueberries. It's the only way to get any quantity at a time! Somehow the cup is always empty when we pick them!
    Loved your watermelon observation! The seeds slowed you down, too!

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    1. I realized I didn't have a blueberry poem in my files, so had to write one today! Thanks!

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  9. Come to Mississippi -- we were spitting seeds this afternoon! Sweetest watermelon ever! We've found a farm run by a couple of brothers. Their sign says, "Open at 10-ish. Maybe." Cars slow down as they drive past to see if the farmers are open, and Mark has been in line with 9-10 cars all waiting to get their melons. The best around! Thanks for reminding me of other delicious summer treats.

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  10. These are fun Diane! My favorite here is the
    "a hint
    of sweetness and salt
    ...summer kisses"
    Maybe cause I'm not supposed to eat ice-cream and it sure looks good!

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