It has been a long while since last posting

It has obviously been some time since my last post. I guess it was because I was busy trying to graduate last spring (and I did graduate and recieve my degree), then I was sick, then it was summer (and boy was this summer busy). It is only now that it is almost fall that I have found the time to write anything. So without further adieu here is my recent attempt at getting back into writing poetry:

A sensuous sybarite swam to the shore.
Upon reaching the shallows,
With feet on the sand,
She slowly stood up,
Surveying her path.
Sinuously she stretched,
Arms up in the air,
With a silent woosh,
She grabbed up her hair,
Twisting it tightly and knotting it there.
She sashayed up to the sand,
And struck up her path,
Swaying ever so gently,
She laughed.

This is version 3 of this poem. For the most part I am satisfied with it, though I should probably tweak it a bit more.

Problem Solved

Turns out it was a cache issue on my side. It is always fun to bang your head against a wall, then when you give up and ask for help, to find out the problem was a simple one and simply solved.

Trying to change the look of my Blog

I have been trying for the last twenty minutes to change the look of my blog. I have played with it, and saved it, and it still does not seem to show on my main page. Maybe it takes time for Blogger to process all this. Hopefully when I sign in again, I will seee my new layout.

My, my. Tsk, tsk.

It has actually been more than a year since I have written in this journal. Amazing. Time truly flys by when you're busy. I have started writing again (since I have had time lately). I will have to post some of it here soon. Most of it is silliness, but I found fun in the doing of it. I am thinking that I might start using this journal as a place to log my writing activities. I have promised myself that I will take my writing more seriously this year. Of course, I have promised this to myself before. I feel serious this time. We will see.

Alliteration

A pandering parson with little panache,
Percieved a need for a parallax in the pattern of his personality.
Playing the paragon and persuading the people of his perfect persona,
He found himself in a pickle of a paradox,
Pleading piously to his maker,
A pawn no more to perdition would he be,
If the almighty would just pluck him from his piteousness.
Prayers answered,
The parson saved,
And a parable for all he became.

Oh, hey, it's after midnight. I guess the speech is officially due later today. Shoot!

A real post

Sorry about all the little poems and alliteration snippets. For some reason my brain has been churning them out. It particularly likes to churn them out when I am suppose to be studying for one of my classes. I have found the best thing is to write them down, so as to clear my mind for what it is suppose to be concentrating on. However, as you can imagine, this does not always work, hence this post; another way for me to avoid the speech I am suppose to be writing. I am gaining a new appreciation for the saying "make love not war". But, in my case it's more like "make poetry not arguments". It also doesn't help that I am high on massive amounts of antihistamines that my doctor prescribed for an inner-ear infection. At the moment I feel completely incapable of writing a good argument. But, that is neither here nor there, as I have to present my argument in class tomorrow. So come hell or high-water I have to write the speech. I guess I should get back to it now that I have had my little rant. Bye!

Misc. with some alliteration

Silvery snakes,
Slither sinuously,
Through my mind,
Magically spiriting in,
Idiomatic inspiration,
Enlightening the id,
That secret savant,
Of thoughts most potent,
Sacred in their symbolic sentences,
Subserviant to that great abyss,
The unconcious.

...and yes...more alliteration

Simpering simply,
Singing salaciously,
Sanguineous in my superlative sultriness,
I spin and spiral in my own splendor.

...and ,yet more alliteration

Severing my sanity,
From saintly scribblings,
I sally forth,
Solvent in my silliness
Silently sedate,
and sadistically gleeful.

More Alliteration

Shared somnolence sidetracks serious conversation.
Singlehandedly slipping you into a soporific stream of sound;
Serenading you slowly, into sublimely shared somniloquies.

Alliteration

Silvery slippers slip slowly and softly,
Creeping carefully and cautiously down the hall.
Standing silently, senses searching,
listening longingly for the liquid notes of the Lyre.
Mysterious music, magically musing,
Flowing fluidly but fervently through the farcourt,
always finishing upon her arrival.

School

My classes are kicking my heinie. I am sooooooooo glad that the semester is over in 4 weeks. I seriously need a break. I am looking forward to having a month off. Maybe I can actually make it into my darkroom. I have several roles of film that need to be developed. It has been months since I even printed a picture.

First Entry

Interesting...
I don't have much to say at this point. I am just testing out my new blog. Cool!