Monday, November 29, 2010
Saturday, November 27, 2010
The Little Things
There’s a sweetness in the world
Hand in hand, fingers curled
Fingers strummed along guitar strings
The melodies intertwined with rusty swings
Long days, and shorter nights
A gentle breeze that flies kites,
I can see the happiness in your eyes
No remnants of a disguise,
Pure of heart, sweet with soul
Diamonds that require no coal
Good things, extracted from bad
Days upon days when you’re never sad,
Sometimes it's hard to appreciate the little things
Like warm grass and summer flings
I can always count on you for a smile
It’s a charge that can keep me going for miles,
It’s nice to appreciate the little things
When you’re having trouble finding your wings.
Hand in hand, fingers curled
Fingers strummed along guitar strings
The melodies intertwined with rusty swings
Long days, and shorter nights
A gentle breeze that flies kites,
I can see the happiness in your eyes
No remnants of a disguise,
Pure of heart, sweet with soul
Diamonds that require no coal
Good things, extracted from bad
Days upon days when you’re never sad,
Sometimes it's hard to appreciate the little things
Like warm grass and summer flings
I can always count on you for a smile
It’s a charge that can keep me going for miles,
It’s nice to appreciate the little things
When you’re having trouble finding your wings.
Sunday, November 21, 2010
Bottles
I want to write now,
Let the ink flow from my pen and the words from my fingertips
I want to collect the sunsets and falling leaves,
I want to remember this moment with creativity and vivacity
So I can always hear the tone of your laugh and feel the warmth in your embrace
I want words to guide me down memory lane
And keep me sane down main street
If I could bottle the touch of the wind and your rosy cheeks I would
If I could capture the connection I would,
If I could entrust this all to a memory, I would
But I can’t.
Let the ink flow from my pen and the words from my fingertips
I want to collect the sunsets and falling leaves,
I want to remember this moment with creativity and vivacity
So I can always hear the tone of your laugh and feel the warmth in your embrace
I want words to guide me down memory lane
And keep me sane down main street
If I could bottle the touch of the wind and your rosy cheeks I would
If I could capture the connection I would,
If I could entrust this all to a memory, I would
But I can’t.
Monday, November 15, 2010
Mark your calenders...
It's that time of quarter again, folks! Registration time! Tomorrow at 7am is my time of glory! And if all goes well, I will have a quarter for class-less fridays, AGAIN!
More later!
More later!
Tuesday, November 9, 2010
Over, Under, Away
Too much thought
Dark ideas mixed with cigarettes
Ideas bounce around my stomach like indigestion
Bundle up-
Warmer pajamas
Sweatshirts
Extra blankets
Even the excessive warmth isn’t enough to subdue me
I’m over thinking this
I’m over working this
I’m over analyzing this
I’d do anything to get over this
I need clarity like I need a tall drink of water
I’m overwhelmed
I’m overloading
I’m overheated
Like a computer
But I can’t crash
I just hover over implosion
Maybe I should get out and do something
Walk in the cold
Cut my hair
Make art
Itunes is putting me on edge
I'm too warm for tea
Over this
Under this
Next to this
It doesn’t matter, I just need to get away from the unhealthy this.
Dark ideas mixed with cigarettes
Ideas bounce around my stomach like indigestion
Bundle up-
Warmer pajamas
Sweatshirts
Extra blankets
Even the excessive warmth isn’t enough to subdue me
I’m over thinking this
I’m over working this
I’m over analyzing this
I’d do anything to get over this
I need clarity like I need a tall drink of water
I’m overwhelmed
I’m overloading
I’m overheated
Like a computer
But I can’t crash
I just hover over implosion
Maybe I should get out and do something
Walk in the cold
Cut my hair
Make art
Itunes is putting me on edge
I'm too warm for tea
Over this
Under this
Next to this
It doesn’t matter, I just need to get away from the unhealthy this.
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