The Sexaholic Shopaholic Workaholic In Me Plans Art And Sculpture Projects Poem by Gayathri Seetharam

The Sexaholic Shopaholic Workaholic in me plans art and sculpture projects
-Gayathri B. Seetharam
I was sweeping the porch on a warm winter morning
When the dried up leaves seemed to symbolize
My hopes possibly dashed to the ground
Or spoke of the end of autumn
And the beginning of a new winter
When the "crisp" cold air would rejuvenate the spirit
And the warm indoors would cocoon the body
But there was one stubborn green leaf which refused to
Join the rest of the small heap and had to be picked up
That said that there is an evergreen aspect to my hopes
Which may result in projects successfully done;

While I love the mystical aspect of love
And its inveterate quality
I simply adore the magical aspect of sexual orgasms
And their intangible quality
I shall make a painting which describes my complete sexual orgasm
It would be a kaleidoscope of colour as my painting Happiness is
And it would have two waves symbolizing reaching a peak of sexual feeling and dropping from
The Heights of ecstasy and then reaching a peak of sexual feeling once again
This, on a good day, is followed by a higher peak
And a shuddering release from the accumulation of sexual heat
Accompanied by the fleshy feel of my erogenous zone, my breast nipples;

I suddenly realize that there is not a single decent sweater
I have to wear and a plain white or red sweater would be simply delightful
For I intend to crochet a poinsettia, and the design comes from Hooked On Crochet
And I do have to shop for other art and craft items
To make my art and sculpture projects
I anticipate my husband saying that he is a little tired of me asking him
Topictures from the camera
But it is ever so sweet of him to do so
Would he say that I look fetching in my beret if I were to
Stitch the poinsettia on my red beret
A sweater, he may say, speaks of a letter
But a beret speaks of the way to make money;

I have the mother of all sculpture projects
Which is making me all worried
I am going to sculpt a centrepiece, CANADA,
A cube with maple leafs on all four sides
To symbolize Canada's role in the Gandhi, Mandela, Dalai Lama struggle
And I shall sculpt each of the leader's faces
And Lord! Have mercy on me
For these are lofty minded difficult sculpture projects
Which if well executed, would make my husband and son proud
For the man and his brood of one are gifted in their perception of the world
And its positive role models.

Acknowledgements:
RhymeZone