Words and Poety

My early Chanukah gift from my husband was a new digital camera. It is really sweet, but you can tell from this photo that I haven't really learned how to use it yet, although no one can accuse me of being a giant in photography anyway.

This photo shows a very Asperger Syndrome thing I tend to do. I do love to line things up. I'd been wanting a magnetic poetry set for years, so I bought this one last year called "Writer's Remedy," which is geared toward clearing away writer's block. I don't have writer's block and never did. But I thought it might be inspiring to play with the words.

So how did I play with them? Did I arrange lots of poetry? Nooooo. I finally took the words out package (an old fashioned looking apothecary-style medicine bottle) a couple of months ago. I did play with one poem, then proceeded to sort all the parts of speech and line them up. That was the most fun part!

Well, the poem I wrote was during the Halloween season. It is in the upper left of the photo and reads:

Kind yes,
trap not a burned skeleton
but give me an orchestra of ghosts
and curse genius
then, spying on old friends,
I would release my shadow from sweet memory.

I have absolutely no idea what it means. I think it needs to go in my journal with some artwork.