The Egg Dance
Because I was inspired, an extra for a certain Valentine’s Day couple:
two happy hearts
make secret joy music
the flowers rock to
a symphony of love
dance egg dance
♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥
Because I was inspired, an extra for a certain Valentine’s Day couple:
I was in a rush, heading from my office to a side door in the main building that opened to a room full of work waiting for me to attend to. There’s been a lot of construction going on in this section of the building, and the workers had just today dumped a couple of…
Last year, when The Sisters planted my garden for me while I was recuperating, they planted three plants that never bloomed. My younger sister couldn’t remember what these plants were, but I was told to leave them be, and that they’d bloom the second year. Well, all three plants are back, and two of them…
Today was my annual transplant check up at Big City Hospital. I walked the distance between the train station and the hospital, perhaps a dozen city blocks. My legs were burning by the time I got to the hospital. Being a stay-at-home slug has done nothing for my physique. The walk was even worse back…
Yeah, I’m still here. I mostly just lurk at the moment – making the circle to my usual diary haunts without leaving much in the way of comments. For anyone who’s wondering, sorry about the stealth mode, but my brain seems to be short-circuiting when I try to go into response mode. I really do…
Those furrows you see dug into the ground coming from the old site and leading to here? Those are my heels, digging in and being dragged through the ether-field, showing the last of my remaining resistance in being brought over to the new site. My Salamander background is gone. My formatting is gone, and weird…
I’ve been taking pictures throughout the day. It makes me feel like I have some control over a situation that is quite out of control. This was my deck at 2:00 pm. My deck at 3:30pm. My deck at 7:00. I stuck a yardstick in the snow. Right now, at 7:30, it reads 21.5 inches….
and that’s all that counts.
🙂 i’m anticipating the hatching of your dancing egg!
Way to go Salamander *imagines pit bull firmly attached to leg*
Happy Valentine’s Day
Hugs and Kisses from the Duck
You go girl!
Alli
you rock, sal! i think they’ve only visited my journal once yesterday. haven’t checked yet today.
it still gives me a chill that we’re being monitored, but, george orwell warned us.
I recommend a dinner and a nap for one at 6:00 ;o)
Sal, I love that poem =)
yes, that’s a beautiful poem.
i hope you’re keeping track of your poems outside dd, sal. they’re beautiful.
with that entry header, i thought something happened to kfh 🙁
Cool, that they responded. I got a kick out of your best seller.lol
"Dance Egg Dance"
How romantic :o)
Now you’ll have more time to devote to the real best seller…the KfH Chronicles.
~QE
LMFAO @ whizbang.
I’m sorry he e-mailed you. It’d been much more fun if you could have continued bombing them with e-mails daily… Several times a day.
Imagine you’d found out their phone number. Everybody at the whizbang would have known your name shortly.
Sorry your Valentine wasn’t too romantic *hands you a rose*.
cur
I just wanted to add that I agree with AQuietEvening *grins*.
"Kitten from Hell -an illustrated biography". Haha.
you know i really love the poetry.
Aw, too bad they responded so soon—I liked your idea of being on the best seller list. You still have "The Adventures of KfH", I think THAT would make a great kids book!