Thursday, May 09, 2013

Poetry challenge: summer plans

Meetings, mowing, cleaning rooms--
this is how the summer zooms
past in hasty blur and fuss.
My proposal (modest): just
stop and sit a spell and drink
(tea, of course--what did you think?).

That's my attempt at post-grading pre-research mid-moaning doggerel. Anyone else want to give it a shot?
 
 

1 comment:

Contingent Cassandra said...

I'm still in medias grading, and so lacking the energy to come up with doggerel (not that I think I could do anywhere near this well), but I enjoyed yours, and do intend to sit and drink tea (iced, mint) and perhaps even a stronger beverage once or twice, as soon as I'm done (one minor blessing of contingent status: fewer meetings. one frustration of contingent status: less chance for input. Ah, well. Everything's a tradeoff).