Poetry Friday Word for Tomorrow, & Happy To Me
I stayed up later than I wanted to, watching a movie (La Dolce Vita), and woke up before 5 a.m. to snow…not much, mind you, but enough to rattle my sleepy brain. The roads were spotted with patches of ice, the wind bit my skin through my heavy wool coat, and I walked into work cursing the Arctic winds and my own foolishness for believing it was finally Spring.
That’s the Poetry Friday Word for tomorrow. You may, of course, use any meaning of the word…the season, the coil, the bubble of water, the leap, the free drinks…oh thank Ye Gods of Teh Internets for giving me online dictionaries….
Feel free to dust your blog tomorrow with powder pink and sweet using the word Spring, in your current creative form…poem, story, photo, pottery throw (uh...Gary?), room arrangement, fashion line, conga line, dotted white line….
Today is my Two Year Blog-a-versary. Huh…seems like forever. In case you’re interested, here’s my first lame post…where I say nothing except the obvious. Y’know what’s weird? I still don’t think I have a ‘theme’ for this blog…it’s not quite ‘Mommy’, nor ‘Writer’, not ‘Sexy’ enough and not-so-much ‘Work’…. I think in the Blogosphere that’s illegal…innit? Can I chameleon myself into shape-shifting blogger form without incurring some sort of fine? What would you call this here blog? And do you have a description for your own blog?