THINGS I HAVE YET TO DO:
-- hahaha, UNPACK
-- finish my freaking proof-reading/copy-editing course (I need tiiime)
-- write/polish my CV
-- properly update LJ
-- SORT OUT MY LIFE
-- watch Battlestar Galactica (or Army Wives, but that can wait)
THINGS WHAT I HAVE MANAGED TO DO
-- meet my ex-teachers (I know, I'm a massive dork and terribly uncool)
-- meet up with my bff and all-round fellow crazy,
xanitia
-- get roped into 'teaching' a y12 class on Monday (???)
-- buy bangles in Leicester (pictures to come)
-- write up a report for The Dad
--
Please parttake of some verseform.
Dawning
by Yahia Lababidi
There are hours when every thing creaks
when chairs stretch their arms, tables their legs
and closets crack their backs, incautiously
Fed up with the polite fantasy
of having to stay in one place
and stick to their stations
Humans too, at work, or in love
know such aches and growing pains
when inner furnishings defiantly shift
As decisively, and imperceptibly, as a continent
some thing will stretch, croak or come undone
so that everything else must be reconsidered
One restless dawn, unable to suppress the itch
of wanderlust, with a heavy door left ajar
semi-deliberately, and a new light teasing in
Some piece of immobility will finally quit
suddenly nimble on wooden limbs
as fast as a horse, fleeing the stable.
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Back to my binders and books.
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Date: 2008-06-13 09:12 am (UTC)*hugs*