I’m this big pickle jar (1)
I never have been ajar (2)
So many have tried Jarring me (3)
They all thinks it’s best for me?
Why do you always Jar (4)
It makes me Jar (5)
I’m always in Jar with myself (6)
If only I could let it go for myself
I’m this big pickle jar
You could never make me Ajar.
Definitions of words as used in the poem:
a wide mouthed container made typically of earthenware or glass
To hit or shake (something) forcefully
to make a harsh or discordant sound
to be out of harmony
- a state or manifestation of discord or conflict
Today is not really 13, it’s still 12. I tried something new today, It was accidental but very refreshing. So I wanted to share it today and catch up with the one whole mouth lagging I have in the project.
Original photo by Jason Blackeye.
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