Y is for Yelling While Doing Yoga, and Yellow
Yes, I would like to yell while doing yoga.
(I used to write a lot of free verse, and I stopped doing it for some reason. But as there are many poets who are blogging here it seems, I would like to add my voice to the masses as well.)
Yelling while doing yoga
YES! it would be so delicious
maybe not scream
but to raise my voice
while flowing into downward dog
or laying in savasana
a yelling yet silent corpse
at least silent in the bones
while doing yoga
howling while holding my head
in tree pose
it could be transformed into a rebellious movement
of non-moving bodies
Hehe. That was fun. And so is this picture.
Don’t drink and yoga.
On another note, I am enjoying the new spring weather here in Chicago. Spring here reminds me of flowers, particularly of those beautiful little yellow daffodils and purple crocuses that peep up first. I love suddenly discovering them hidden in some brambly bushes while walking the streets of Chicago. I also am looking forward to the dandelions blooming and blossoming! Yes, I know they are weeds. But I don’t care.
And to all the Catholics or once-practicing-but-not-really-Catholics-who-still-celebrate-Lent-by-giving-up-candy, have a great Good Friday. I’ll be seeing you in church on Easter Sunday. Maybe. Or maybe I’ll sleep in… haven’t decided yet…
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