I just want everyone to know that Emily Dickinson has changed my life.
It's such a cliche, but I don't care.
She is remarkable.
Tuesday, December 9, 2008
Friday, November 21, 2008
Tuesday, October 28, 2008
time for a change
2001: 9/11 happened
2004: Bush was "re-elected"
2008: GO OBAMA!
*I wrote this in 2004 during my senior year of high school. Is anyone else ready for a change?
Got myself a job, working 9 to 5
Ends were barely meeting, just enough to survive
I wrote my politician, asked him why my paycheck sucked
He replied, “Don’t worry sonny, just a little bad luck.”
So I made a couple changes, didn’t want to be a fool
I joined the armed forces and went on back to school
Turn your partner round and round
Noses up! Now hit the ground…
November came around and I registered to vote
But it all turns out that Democracy’s a joke!
All those “flapping” ballots never made it to the court
And Mr. Al Gore was just a couple thousand short
So I swallowed real hard and I vowed to keep the peace
The United States Army was just like Joseph’s fleece
Turn your partner round and round
Noses up! Now hit the ground…
Then in mid-September fear was knocking at our door
Those towers in New York were knocked right to the floor!
What can we do? Couldn’t we have saved the day?
Hush, hush, quiet was the Democratic way
Georgie color coded everything in orange and red
Warning all the public of the war that lay ahead
Turn your partner round and round
Noses up! Now hit the ground….
I was sent across the ocean to a country named Iraq
I guess I always thought that one day I’d make it back
I didn’t feel heroic, just felt like going home
Why were we fighting if we’re fighting all alone?
It’s been a couple years and nothing ever seems to change
Just a few new laws and a longer list of names
Turn your partner round and round
Noses up! Now hit the ground…
I’m fighting for a cause in the steady public eye
Osama’s out there somewhere, but he never seems to die!
I’ve been played for a fool, that I’m willing to admit
I guess I should’ve packed my Anti-Georgie kit
But there’s no turning back on this grandioso hoax
Cause that would just upset all you penny-earning folks
Turn your partner round and round
Noses up! Now hit the ground…
2004: Bush was "re-elected"
2008: GO OBAMA!
*I wrote this in 2004 during my senior year of high school. Is anyone else ready for a change?
Got myself a job, working 9 to 5
Ends were barely meeting, just enough to survive
I wrote my politician, asked him why my paycheck sucked
He replied, “Don’t worry sonny, just a little bad luck.”
So I made a couple changes, didn’t want to be a fool
I joined the armed forces and went on back to school
Turn your partner round and round
Noses up! Now hit the ground…
November came around and I registered to vote
But it all turns out that Democracy’s a joke!
All those “flapping” ballots never made it to the court
And Mr. Al Gore was just a couple thousand short
So I swallowed real hard and I vowed to keep the peace
The United States Army was just like Joseph’s fleece
Turn your partner round and round
Noses up! Now hit the ground…
Then in mid-September fear was knocking at our door
Those towers in New York were knocked right to the floor!
What can we do? Couldn’t we have saved the day?
Hush, hush, quiet was the Democratic way
Georgie color coded everything in orange and red
Warning all the public of the war that lay ahead
Turn your partner round and round
Noses up! Now hit the ground….
I was sent across the ocean to a country named Iraq
I guess I always thought that one day I’d make it back
I didn’t feel heroic, just felt like going home
Why were we fighting if we’re fighting all alone?
It’s been a couple years and nothing ever seems to change
Just a few new laws and a longer list of names
Turn your partner round and round
Noses up! Now hit the ground…
I’m fighting for a cause in the steady public eye
Osama’s out there somewhere, but he never seems to die!
I’ve been played for a fool, that I’m willing to admit
I guess I should’ve packed my Anti-Georgie kit
But there’s no turning back on this grandioso hoax
Cause that would just upset all you penny-earning folks
Turn your partner round and round
Noses up! Now hit the ground…
Friday, October 3, 2008
gone fishing
I've been drowning lately.
Lacking air, struggling to know which deceptive shade of blue is the sky.
What should I conclude during this period of neglect, stranded between these two mediums?
So much construction, destruction, instruction.
Ruction. I am a fish out of water.
Lacking air, struggling to know which deceptive shade of blue is the sky.
What should I conclude during this period of neglect, stranded between these two mediums?
So much construction, destruction, instruction.
Ruction. I am a fish out of water.
Thursday, September 4, 2008
lately
I've been reflecting a lot lately. Mostly because I've been asked to for class - or something.
One of the quick five minute prompts was three words to describe your childhood:
FIELD: Iowa is an open space. It boasts acres and sky and a never-ending view of somewhere you will never reach.
BIKE: Around the block, down the alley behind our house, breaking so hard there are black marks on the sidewalk. Big wheels, training wheels, helmets, skinned knees, races, bells, no hands.
PIANO: Practice, lessons, recitals, competitions, scales, memorization. Playing by heart.
One of the quick five minute prompts was three words to describe your childhood:
FIELD: Iowa is an open space. It boasts acres and sky and a never-ending view of somewhere you will never reach.
BIKE: Around the block, down the alley behind our house, breaking so hard there are black marks on the sidewalk. Big wheels, training wheels, helmets, skinned knees, races, bells, no hands.
PIANO: Practice, lessons, recitals, competitions, scales, memorization. Playing by heart.
Wednesday, August 27, 2008
seams
"All that we see or seem is but a dream within a dream." - Edgar Allan Poe
Just think how dark the world used to seem.
People were far less mobile; the spaces far more unknown.
Think about how scary the outside would be if we didn't have streetlights and flashlights and kitchenlights and porchlights. Would we venture out?
It must have felt very dangerous to be alone. To be removed.
Now, we can travel 24 hours a day - we can sleep with a nightlight - we can avoid the feeling of being plunged into darkness (if desired).
Today (it seems) the world is seamlessly aglow.
Just think how dark the world used to seem.
People were far less mobile; the spaces far more unknown.
Think about how scary the outside would be if we didn't have streetlights and flashlights and kitchenlights and porchlights. Would we venture out?
It must have felt very dangerous to be alone. To be removed.
Now, we can travel 24 hours a day - we can sleep with a nightlight - we can avoid the feeling of being plunged into darkness (if desired).
Today (it seems) the world is seamlessly aglow.
Friday, August 22, 2008
dollars and sense
Show me the line
The dollar sign
The one with no amount
My worth must be
The finest print
Too small (or great) to count
Love could pave
My way, my step
One brick can make a road
But happiness
Is measured how?
In dollars, sense, or gold?
I can't deny
The fear, the doubt
Still, I cannot place the blame
Inside, it seems
My love amounts
To a willingness, a claim
The dollar sign
The one with no amount
My worth must be
The finest print
Too small (or great) to count
Love could pave
My way, my step
One brick can make a road
But happiness
Is measured how?
In dollars, sense, or gold?
I can't deny
The fear, the doubt
Still, I cannot place the blame
Inside, it seems
My love amounts
To a willingness, a claim
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