Drawing with words: shape poetry

w

   a

      g

        g                                               e  c         

          i                                            r       o  m  e

          n      a  i  l  b  e  h  i  n  d     e                   s      

           g   t                                i  h  e  r  d  o  g 

         i  t  s                                  t 

        s       w  h  o  i  s  a  d  a  l 

       p        m                           i   p

      o            a                        o    u

     t                t                       n      p

Okay, this is not a poem. It's a test, for me. It goes down, then across, then up and across, and down, and up, and across, and across again, then off to the bottom left, then up and across, and down to the middle left, then the middle right, and the last bit is "pup" — but I usually include process notes, and these are those for my shape attempt. I had to see if Blogger would allow me to transfer a word drawing from my Pages program on my old iMac.

Now, to see if I can do anything directly onto Blogger.

Hmm. Failed.

Sigh.

Okay now, Toads and toadies and roadies, this doesn't go down as Failure To Participate, it goes down as Failure To Manipulate Technology.

Different thing entirely. My bad. Mea culpa and all that, but you should have seen me manipulate computerized typesetting technology in the 70s, when all the things we do today were just twinkles in Bill Gates' and Steve Jobs' eyes.

Posted for

Kerry's Shape Poetry challenge at the
Imaginary Garden with Real Toads. 

HOPPY EASTER BUNNY TO ALL,

AND TO ALL A GOOD NIGHT