I've been thinking a lot about something a number of my bloggy friends do, Wordless Wednesday. I love seeing the pictures they put up. Me, I'm too wordy for that!
My friend Mokihana does a Word Wednesday, always a scripture or otherwise uplifting post.
I'm not sure I could come up with something deep every week, though, or even most weeks, but I do love words. I love the taste of them in my mouth, the feel of them in my ears, the friction of my pen on paper when I write them. I love finding new ones, stringing old ones together, playing with them, taking them apart and putting them together again in my mind. Word Wednesday. Yeah. I like it.
This is my first Word Wednesday post. This time it's a poem I wrote a couple of years ago. Next time? Hmmm...
The man lying beside me is snoring away--
What a racket!
He's sawing logs with a chain saw today,
It's a fact. It's
The roaringest clamor that ever lulled me to slumber,
A whole forest of grizzles, a whole sawmill of lumber.
It's a snort in the dark, a jarring surprise.
It's appalling! I love it! It means he's alive!
It's a terrible, horrible, wonderful noise,
And a small price to pay for sleeping with boys!
Wednesday, March 31, 2010
PS The picture's just for pretty.