Chalk & Children
Remember when I said that I had found a cat poem, but Brian wouldn’t do it, because he knows I hate cats, and he was trying to be noble and chivalrous and such? Well, I talked him into it this week! WooT!
Fog
Carl Sandburg 1878-1967
from Chicago Poems, 1918
The fog
comes
on little
cat feet.
It sits
looking
over harbor
and city
on
silent
haunches
and then
moves
on.
NoTe: The imagery is great. 
The poem… is way the heck too short for a good post, and rather ticks me off. Gotta stretch it out for a room to put pictures up here! Figures THAT persnickety one would be the one about a cat. *Feh!* But still… fog and chalk is a kewl idea, since chalk is so easy to smudge, blur, and smear. Brian says his got too dark for what he wanted, 
but I kinda like it. Ethan’s fog-colored cat is overlooking the water, while Isaac discarded the whole feline metaphor and went just for a harbor. Lydia, also ditching the city, 
opted for a cat on a dock… very nice winter imagery, I might add! I… am WAY the heck too ambitious, getting frustrated when my results aren’t quite what I had in mind, and that’s ALL that needs to be said about that.
Comments (2)
OOOooohh – I like these! Very nice!
Alidansma: I tried to comment on xanga – but after three tries – I felt frustrated – so I will post my comment here… Aww your picture is of a kitty with a big ole hole in her head. Just the way you like them! just kidding – couldn’t help it. Maybe it is an artistic representation of the lack of intelligence you find innate to felines?
Facinating. actually I really like your picture alot – I just had to tease you – that is my secret way of saying I wuv you. :vvv:
AnnaMarie: ROFL!!! That’s so funny!! Yeah… okay, so I didn’t analyze it enough to see it, so thanks!! :rofl: