Sunday, September 28, 2008

Mischief - a silly poem

Mischief

I hope the cement is smooth as can be -
No lines or wrinkles, like glass you can see -
The skip of a trowel, over forms sure and straight
For a structure that none can repudiate-
But hard to resist, be it ever discreet
Is writing my name in fresh wet concrete-!!
-Allison Staker

1 comment:

The Qian Family said...

Hey Allison! Thank you for your comment on my blog. I'm very interested in what you said and I could not agree more. The trick is finding out that root. Any techniques you have would be so appreciated. I know it's a process. Email me, send me facebook messages, or on the blog. I would love to hear from you. thanks! Also, I loved your post about how we get in the way of ourselves---it gave me a lot to think about.