It was going to be a dark and stormy night.
I was quickly running out of daylight.
I know I work better late
Even if eery things may seem to propagate
I was painting down in my studio
I picked a brush up from the floor
and noticed a very small jar by the door
I bent down to pick it up
to my surprise it was an ink cup
"Funny", I thought, as I scooted back to my desk
"I have never seen this before"
Strange as it was, I needed that cup,
I was working on a piece and ran out of black
Thoughtfully, I dipped my brush into the well
so velvety smooth it felt
it seemed to make the lines for me
my future was being dealt.
The piece was to be a house or graveyard of haunted souls
There would be some ghouls and goblins
for Halloween, I suppose.
But I hadn't put my ideas down; they were still faint
Yet the brush, it seemed to know what to paint
and the ink was the darkest dark I've seen
and in that darkest dark I saw
things I hadn't imagined before
Images of things coming to a door!
And then, not unlike before
I heard noises on my basement steps
I heard them come across the floor
I heard them just beyond the door
My dog came in and startled me
I laughed and thought of "Nevermore"
So, back to my drawing I went
eager to finish so I could post in my blog
the funny story of my startling dog
But the noise, I heard it again and again
while remarkable visions poured from my pen
I wanted to look up but wanted the thrill
so I continued to paint with my last will
Finally, it wrote to me some words
and stranger still when I read it aloud
It was from Bill (!)
commenting on my post from the night before
But the noises I found kept coming around
and finally to the corner I crept
where my trusty computer is kept
I discovered with my heart still pounding
it was an email alert softly resounding
to keep me in an endless loop of checking email even while I slept!
I whimpered awake from my nightmarish sleep
wiped the sweat and
trying not to make a peep
on this darkest of dark nights
I tiptoed down the hall
and into the office
Then, by the monitor lights
I checked my email and went back to bed
to dream up new blog posts in my head.
Monday, October 13, 2008
Where are you?
Things to Ponder
Don't pay any attention to what they write about you. Just measure it in inches. -Andy Warhol
We keep moving forward, opening new doors, and doing new things, because we're curious and curiosity keeps leading us down new paths. -Walt Disney