green grow the rashes

Title comes from a Robbie Burns song. Hey, if I'm not going to post a poem of my own, I should at least direct you to someone else's. (I'm currently 8 poems behind if you count the ones in my notebook but not online.)

The stripes on these socks match less than I first thought they would. I toyed with the idea of knitting from the other end of the yarn. I should have. How fun would it be if the gradiation went the other way on the other foot? Maybe if I knit a pair for B I'll do that.

I cast on for my BSJ last night. I woke up this morning wanting to work on it. I didn't bring it with me to work today. If I did that, the socks would never get done. I am very much looking forward to knitting away on it at home tonight, during hockey playoffs and the baseball game.

#5

quicksand
sinking mud
i'm trappd
can't pull myself out

everything i touch
turns to mud

unfocused
incompetent

drowning in my own
brackish mire

#4

this is something
that you did for
yourself

I can tell by that line there
that turn of the phrase there

this is not something
you did to please
or make happy
anyone but you

I was falling asleep on the bus and half-dreaming about grading papers (don't ask, I've never done it) and this started popping into my head.

Now, I need four more to catch up!

#3

Your cliché is dragging
Your metaphors are mixed
Language is failing

No point to your blathering
I’m not listening
Anyway

I need radio silence
No further noise
No further input

You can’t tell me
What I want to hear
There is no depth there

I do really wish the people outside my office would shut up.

#2

When lying in bed at night
Trying to daydream
Myself into slumber
I find that even there
In my fantasies
I’m hamstrung by
Plausibility
How to imagine that torrid affair
With that sexy star
Without thinking
I’d rather be
Elsewhere
When I’m not daydreaming

Goals, again

It's April 1 and I bet you're wondering how I did on my miniscule March goals (well, maybe not, but I can't think of a better intro). I missed the weight goal by a pound, I missed the sweater goal by a week (although, F-i-L did get it back completed on Sunday and wore it to work yesterday), and we did abysmally on our goal to get B outside more. I do partly blame the weather on that one.

Overall, room for improvement.

April goals are:
1) five pounds, should be pretty obvious
2) participate in NaPoWriMo without actually participating
3) get B outside more

Nope, no knitting goals this month. Why? Deadline knitting is done until August. Give me a w00t!

I do have another FO to show, my flamingo picot socks, but it's too warm and humid to wear wool socks today. Maybe tomorrow.

I do think I need to explain goal 3. April is National Poetry Month. To that end, there is a NaPoWriMo like NaNoWriMo in November. But, I didn't want to participate on the site. Please, I feel bad enough afflicting you all. I will be writing 30 poems this month. I may not post 30 days, but I will scribble 30 times. I'm a little rusty, so please forgive me.

#1
beginning again
c'est difficile
pen to paper
cursor on digital page
with nothing to say

I tend to be epigrammatic in my verse, when I'm not being obtuse and over wordy. So this short stuff is very me. I haven't written in so long. I think I'll need to round up some exercises and things. Work the flabby verse muscles.