Life

I am back to writing poetry again. I seem to do it in fits or phases. The holidays were busy and I was taking a number of art classes. I took classes in felting, shibori, and katazome. Then, soon after the beginning of the New Year, I got sick. I have been sick on and off ever since (which the timing has been really bad since things were crazy at work until just recently). I haven't signed up for any new classes so far this year. I am hoping that my health will improve before summer truly arrives. If it does I may take another class on indigo dying during the summer session.

The Beach

Lolling languorously,
Limp and Lazy,
I listen lethargically,
Letting the lapping waves,
Lull me into a light snooze.

Fishing

Slick and slimy scales,
Slid out of her hands,
Slapping back into the water,
With a sloppy splash,
Disappointed but not defeated,
She casts out her line,
With a silver flash,
To lure yet another.

4/6/10: I have thought of some small changes. The poem now reads:

Slick and slimy scales,
Slide out of her hands with a sloppy splash,
Disappointed but not defeated,
She casts out her line anew,
A silver flash,
To lure another.

Cats

Lazy summer afternoons,
Listless and lethargic,
Splat against the floor,
Lacking in all decorum,
Hogging the patch of sunlight,
Slanting carelessly through the window,
My cat at his most undignified,
Lies shamelessly sunbathing




**7/5/08 Note to Self: ~made a change on line two (didn't realize I had used the word 'lazy' twice so I changed second 'lazy' to 'lethargic')