Reduce, Reuse...
Tally ho, blogketeers! I hope you are all well. I know I am clinging to a quartered potato in my own personal home remodeling/end of school year stew right now, but as I was cleaning up my office in preparation for putting new laminate floors in just five short months after the toilet flood incident , I found an old piece of titleless lovesick screed (a poem) scribbled on a yellow legal pad. I offer its debut here for your perusal. Enjoy! ------------------ 3/1/05 So quickly, and yet an eternity Before something new began. Sadness lingers like Chopin's fingers Ghostly upon the keys Playing notes I cherish But which echo impossibilities. And now a newish melody Distantly enters my heart At this distance I can't be sure, But it sounds more like Mozart. Though I have broken with the past And want to begin anew My wittily pirouetting soul still fears Being messily sawn in two. -------------------------------------- "I couldn't sleep at all last night..." Bobby Lewis ...