A poem inspired by an upcoming trip where I will meet my two best chat buddies in person for the first time.

( Ode to DNA )

"The world is an oyster, but you don't crack it open on a mattress." Arthur Miller: Death of a Salesman

Wow! I am still reeling from Thursday's episode of CSI. What William Petersen and Jorja Fox can do in 26 seconds is nothing short of amazing. Their on-screen chemistry inspired another effort at poetry.

( The Look )

February's poem inspired by the unfortunate weight of contentment. I work the typical eight hour day, return home, eat, watch TV, sleep and wake to do it all again the next day. My job is uninspiring....it offers the occasional challenge, but I do not look forward to it as I should. Contentment is a trap I surely share with others, a life not unhappy, but certainly lacking in passion. New hobbies, like writing, have enlivened me a bit and I hope to continue to escape from my shell.

The form of the poem is a loose version of a Sonnet. I say loose because I am no Shakespeare and while I paid particular attention to meeting the basic parameters of a Sonnet, I don't think it is a Sonnet in its truest form. 14 lines, rhyming pattern abab, cdcd, efef,gg, and 10 syllables per line. It probably sucks, but I am new at this, so even I am cutting myself some slack. Unedited as I think poetry should be and I think I made up a couple of new words -- poetic license gives me this priviledge, right?

Its 02/17/07 and I'm breaking my own rule and editing the poem. Not the words, just the organization. After reading it over and over again, I think I will throw the sonnet out the window and change the rhyming pattern to aabb, ccdd, eeff, gg. Seems to work better...the beat of the sonnet just didn't work for this one. Maybe I can pull of an actual sonnet in March.

( Sigh of Contentment )