My contribution to the ‘picturesque’ prompt on Sammi Cox blog (https://sammiscribbles.wordpress.com/2022/06/18/weekend-writing-prompt-264-picturesque/) has to start with a picture. Trust me, it will explain a lot. I am not making this up. I am also not consuming dubious substances. The strongest thing I drink is milky tea.
So, behold. Brian, the snail. I do apologize to all the Brians out there. When my son was younger, he decided that all the snails on our living room window were called Brian. It’s a fact.
We do get quite a few snail visitors. The window sits ridiculously low and because it is often very, very wet in our part of Scotland, some of our mollusks try to glide and slither to safety.
Here’s my poem. My picturesque… in 54 words.
found in a council estate
in the Central Belt of Scotland
on a Saturday, mid-June.
Brian, the snail, glides
on my living room window pane,
spelling mischief, trouble, poetry?
I look through the swirls of his incantation,
spot my rogue front garden marguerites…
feisty creatures, swaying in the wind.
World of wonder.