Knitting
Begins as a knot of
yarn, then
by the miraculous weaving dance
of the needles,
it becomes a sweater.
Inspired by knitting, of course.
The Cat
Orange.
Meow.
Pounce on a grass-stalk.
now you see him,
then he disappears into the
decorative grasses.
Yongi boingy niongie, I just felt like saying that. Whew, I’ve never written so much every day! Well, at least it will help me destroy any dams built by writer’s block, and perhaps it will be a good squeeze to make the hardened glue of writer’s block pop away and unleash the wet glue of creative juices.
Heh heh heh, what do you think of that metaphor?
~Aidyl