Creativity

The Wordle

A sketch for a statue

THE SUNDAY WHIRL

http://sundaywhirl.wordpress.com/

asks us to use all the words in the Wordle

First I draw the shape  desired.

With creativity I am fired.

Now I feel my heart beat fast;

Will the prize be mine at last?

Choose the quarry, choose the stone;

The labour's not just mine alone.

I hear the crunch, I see the split.

This is my statue! This is it!

With a crash my stone is free;

I feel a glow! It belongs to me.

The carter carries home my prize;

I see my work with inward eyes.

The rock is settled on the floor;

The carter goes. I close the door.

Now I sharpen my chisel's edge;

I make a vow, I make a pledge.....

Though implements may pierce and bruise,

Art and rock at last will fuse

Into a major work of art!

The initial drawing was but a start.

At last the statue is standing, finished.

My wild delight not at all diminished.

I crumple the drawing, throw it down

Burst out of the room and into town.

'Come and see!' I gladly shout.

'What creativity's all about!'

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XENOBOMBULATION!

                                                           

Admit it! You've done it and so have I.....

Told that xenobombulation lie.

Pretended to sickness rather than

Face something unpleasant, like a man!

Malingering is its other name.

It's Human Nature that's to blame.

As a very small child you clutched your tummy

Saying 'No school, please, Mummy!'

Yes, we've all turned that little trick;

Writhing around and playing sick.

We'd get a nasty pain in the chest

Whenever the class was due a test.

A headache would rear it's ugly head

And we'd spend a blissful day in bed.

But parents very soon recognise

Little children's malingering lies.

That doesn't stop us trying it on

When our youthful days have gone.

Being clever, the day before,

We complain that our throat is sore,

Paving the way with a cough or two

Timed for when the boss walks through.

Our voice, on the phone, when we call next day,

Is weak and rasping and fades away.

Admit it! This little scenario,

This fabrication of wilting woe,

Seems to come very naturally

To everybody, including me.

But now there's a new word you can use

When trying-on the malingering ruse.

'I'm xenobombulated today!'

That is all you need to say.

You'll blind them with science and know no shame

As you spend the day at the football game!

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PS

Max has just had a life-changing experience! I leave you to guess what it is!