EN PLEIN AIR
I jumped out of bed – I was wide awake
and decided I would make a cake
and despite the weather – what did I care?
I decided to make it en plein air.
I mixed the ingredients
enjoying the experience
but soon the rain decided to fall
and spoiled the mixture I recall.
I thought some rude words left better unsaid
rolled up my sleeves and made gravy instead.
- Author: Michael Edwards ( Offline)
- Published: January 20th, 2025 04:18
- Comment from author about the poem: A word of explanation – en plein air is a term used by artists to describe painting outside on location rather than in the studio.
- Category: Unclassified
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