Text Prompt
You find a time capsule buried in the backyard of your new home (or anywhere else, depends on you). What’s in it? How old is it or its probable story is up to the poet.
Contributed by Bhasha Dwivedi.
Image Prompt
Three bottles from 1921 had been waiting patiently. One bottle had held home brews of tawny dandelion wine, elderberry syrup in deepest plum hues, & nothing but sweet tea. This bottle passed from home to home in gifts and medicines. Smaller but with a grand flare for style, the next bottle had held perfumes of distant peonies, lavendar, jasper, iris, & gardenia. Romance and mystery created the dreams of many who'd savored these. Stout and practical, the final bottle had homemade brews of their farms' many grains ground fine in the long workdays, sipped and swigged well into long nights of stories and songs. One hundred years ago the small community that stood on this spot marking the heart of my home before a big city took over placed three unassuming brown bottles empty of libations but filled with experiences of those before me.
Nice! I was drawn to those bottles, too. I like your combining the prompts and your careful attention to your descriptions of the bottles.