Binksie and Bep is finally here!
It's now available on my Etsy shop: Here!
Written and illustrated by (yours truly) Hannah C. Heyer
8" x 10" (20.32 x 25.4 cm), soft cover, 34 pages, with 27 full color illustrations.
Yay! :-D
Showing posts with label poetry. Show all posts
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Friday, November 4, 2011
Saturday, July 23, 2011
Ode to Paperwork

What's this, that causes, without fail,
My blood pressure to rise?
Nauseates, keeps me from sleep,
Confuses, angers, terrifies?
Its neat, type-written pages,
So innocent appear,
It will only take a minute, right?
Where is the cause for fear?
But oh! The ambiguity!
I think I'm going to cry!
The intelligence I thought I had,
Has left me high and dry!
My name (my name!) I've written wrong,
Oh why can I not think?
If only it were pencil,
And not this bold black ink!
Lines one through seven went alright,
Without too much frustration.
Line eight's a doozy and bids me search,
For some long-numbered publication.
Now for a lengthy guessing game,
Of "Does this apply to me?"
Put YES or NO or leave it blank,
And pretend I didn't see.

Line seven hundred forty-A,
In perfect legalese,
Asks the state of my finances,
And if my cat has fleas.
Attach the proper documents,
To prove I'm really me,
Paperclip -"no staples please"-
To page one hundred twenty-three.
Buried here in paperwork,
I still can't understand,
I now have just one question more:
Can someone hold my hand?

Ode to Paperwork, 9 x 12 Ink and Watercolor
Copyright 2011 Hannah C. Heyer
My blood pressure to rise?
Nauseates, keeps me from sleep,
Confuses, angers, terrifies?
Its neat, type-written pages,
So innocent appear,
It will only take a minute, right?
Where is the cause for fear?
But oh! The ambiguity!
I think I'm going to cry!
The intelligence I thought I had,
Has left me high and dry!
My name (my name!) I've written wrong,
Oh why can I not think?
If only it were pencil,
And not this bold black ink!
Lines one through seven went alright,
Without too much frustration.
Line eight's a doozy and bids me search,
For some long-numbered publication.
Now for a lengthy guessing game,
Of "Does this apply to me?"
Put YES or NO or leave it blank,
And pretend I didn't see.

Line seven hundred forty-A,
In perfect legalese,
Asks the state of my finances,
And if my cat has fleas.
Attach the proper documents,
To prove I'm really me,
Paperclip -"no staples please"-
To page one hundred twenty-three.
Buried here in paperwork,
I still can't understand,
I now have just one question more:
Can someone hold my hand?

Ode to Paperwork, 9 x 12 Ink and Watercolor
Copyright 2011 Hannah C. Heyer
Labels:
illustration,
ink,
just for fun,
memory,
paperwork,
poetry,
watercolor,
watercolour
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