Peculiar Blossom

I have been catching up on work since my hand decided to rage against me. Of all the years I have been making art, I have never had an "overuse" injury - until now. I must say that I did cheat a bit when I wasn't supposed to be using it. I had a brace on, so that's okay, right? Ha, probably not. No matter, though. I have been cleared by the doc to use it again. So, without going into great detail about my medical woes, let's just say it's been a strange few weeks. With that said, let us move on.

I spent a weekend randomly doodling on some extra paper scraps and took a liking to a particular drawing. I decided to go ahead and ink it. Here is the progression and final piece and a little rhyme from it.

Peculiar Blossom

Blossom woke this day,

with hair in disarray.

Curls of blue that wouldn't obey.

They couldn't be tamed.

No, not even with hairspray.

Branches and flowers grew and splay.

That is to say,

it went astray.

What a peculiar way

to get a bouquet.