Plums

I am no poet, to apologize for a few stolen plums. My words mean next to nothing. But you should know I pruned the roses and planted a peach tree in the yard.


This post was written in response to the Trifecta Writing Challenge  weekend prompt:

Write a letter of apology in exactly 33 words. Addresses, salutations, closings, etc. (should you wish to include them) do not count in the 33 words.

7 responses to “Plums

  1. So interesting! Makes me wonder about how this came to pass.

  2. This is really beautiful to think about.

  3. Beautiful and strange. I love it.

  4. …as long as
    they were delicious
    so sweet
    and cold
    😉

  5. I have eaten
    the plums
    that were in
    the icebox

    and which
    you were probably
    saving
    for breakfast

    Forgive me
    they were delicious
    so sweet
    and so cold

    –William Carlos Williams

    he would approve of your spin. 🙂

  6. I do love that poem. And your letter in its spirit.

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