Sunday, November 30, 2008

Daft draft poem

Knocked off the draft.

It begged to die,

bludgeoned with a blunt instrument

at the hands of a serial offender

looking for ways

to dismember its body,


pick over its bones.

(This is why I write novels, not poetry)


The Paradoxical Cat said...

Nice piece of bloggerel!

Congratulations on finishing off the draft!


Mary McCallum said...

Far out! Vanda were you the sort who always got class assignments in on time? Aren't you marvellous he way you stick at it? I wish I had your app-lica-tion.

Vanda Symon said...

Always was a girly-swot, Mary. Still am.

Had half a day off, now am getting stuck into the next draft - the threat of school holidays looming and kids home from school for 6 weeks is quite motivating!