It's a little early isn't it
To start making criticism
And pass judgements?
Free your mind
And open your heart.
Embrace the day
Live in the moment.
Wednesday, March 31, 2010
Tuesday, March 30, 2010
Day 120
Sherlock is to Holmes as
House is to Wilson as
Peanut butter is to jelly as
Black is to white as
Me is to you.
We just go together.
House is to Wilson as
Peanut butter is to jelly as
Black is to white as
Me is to you.
We just go together.
Monday, March 29, 2010
Day 119
I fill my mind, my heart, my soul
With ideas and dreams about what the future is going to be...
I lay awake wondering sometimes
What life will be like for my children.
Dreams I want to come true
Ideas that I imagine
At some point I realize
They are coming true. :)
With ideas and dreams about what the future is going to be...
I lay awake wondering sometimes
What life will be like for my children.
Dreams I want to come true
Ideas that I imagine
At some point I realize
They are coming true. :)
Sunday, March 28, 2010
Saturday, March 27, 2010
Friday, March 26, 2010
Day 116
Choir Tour Day One
On the road
On a journey of music
On a journey of exploration
Our own tour bus
With fellow students
Embracing what comes
And some questionable driving by the driver...
Meeting some new people.
Loving life
Loving music
Loving being with others.
(The food isn't bad either...)
On the road
On a journey of music
On a journey of exploration
Our own tour bus
With fellow students
Embracing what comes
And some questionable driving by the driver...
Meeting some new people.
Loving life
Loving music
Loving being with others.
(The food isn't bad either...)
Thursday, March 25, 2010
Day 115
I'm going...
On a whirlwind trip
Don't know where I'll end up
But I know what I want
And I'll be damned if I let anything stop me.
On a whirlwind trip
Don't know where I'll end up
But I know what I want
And I'll be damned if I let anything stop me.
Wednesday, March 24, 2010
Day 114
High Noon
Wind is fierce.
I sit back.
A professor sprints past
Church bells softly chime in the back
Late students trudge grudgingly
The hungry smell of chicken.
Life moves on
Regardless of how you are feeling
And the realization can hit you like a brick.
There's no stopping what is to come
So sit back and enjoy the ride.
Wind is fierce.
I sit back.
A professor sprints past
Church bells softly chime in the back
Late students trudge grudgingly
The hungry smell of chicken.
Life moves on
Regardless of how you are feeling
And the realization can hit you like a brick.
There's no stopping what is to come
So sit back and enjoy the ride.
Tuesday, March 23, 2010
Day 113
Amusement Park
Lights swirl, bells ring
Cheap toys sparkle in the sun
The prize for some lucky boy
Or an offering of love to a teenage girl.
Rollercoasters, ATMS, tilt-a-whirls
Spinning spinning spinning
Flashing flashing laughs screams
Yells crying
More sounds and lights
Cotton candy.
All around you.
Lights swirl, bells ring
Cheap toys sparkle in the sun
The prize for some lucky boy
Or an offering of love to a teenage girl.
Rollercoasters, ATMS, tilt-a-whirls
Spinning spinning spinning
Flashing flashing laughs screams
Yells crying
More sounds and lights
Cotton candy.
All around you.
Monday, March 22, 2010
Day 112
Artificial light
like an artificial blanket
covers the disgruntled workers
with a dust of monotony.
Simulating the light outside
which they haven't seen
in years.
The light distracts
while it keeps them down
squinting into the light outside.
Smile into the sun and breathe the fresh air.
like an artificial blanket
covers the disgruntled workers
with a dust of monotony.
Simulating the light outside
which they haven't seen
in years.
The light distracts
while it keeps them down
squinting into the light outside.
Smile into the sun and breathe the fresh air.
Sunday, March 21, 2010
Day 111
Lucky
Wish on your lucky stars
For that one thing you want
The stars only shine for you
Up there in the sky.
You've got the world on a string, darling
Take it with you when you go
A little bit of luck
And that spirit
Is all you need.
Wish on your lucky stars
For that one thing you want
The stars only shine for you
Up there in the sky.
You've got the world on a string, darling
Take it with you when you go
A little bit of luck
And that spirit
Is all you need.
Saturday, March 20, 2010
Friday, March 19, 2010
Day 109
Ah yes, here it comes
Lies upon lies
Covered up with tiny bows of courtesy
Sweetness and some ounce of truth
To keep me taking what you want to give.
More bullshit.
More lies.
More time wasted.
Keep talking if you want
But I stopped listening ages ago
When your promises never held any more meaning
And I lost faith in the words
You so like to speak.
Lies upon lies
Covered up with tiny bows of courtesy
Sweetness and some ounce of truth
To keep me taking what you want to give.
More bullshit.
More lies.
More time wasted.
Keep talking if you want
But I stopped listening ages ago
When your promises never held any more meaning
And I lost faith in the words
You so like to speak.
Thursday, March 18, 2010
Day 108
Opening Night (As an audience member)
I can feel it.
Can you?
The excitement...
Even from the audience
I can hear a pin drop
As expectations run high
Lines are rushed to memory backstage
Although they already know them.
Nerves and tension bottle up
And then the lights go down.
Curtain up.
I can feel it.
Can you?
The excitement...
Even from the audience
I can hear a pin drop
As expectations run high
Lines are rushed to memory backstage
Although they already know them.
Nerves and tension bottle up
And then the lights go down.
Curtain up.
Wednesday, March 17, 2010
Day 107
Sitting in the sun
Talking with everyone
Feels like home
Feels safe and warm.
Curled in the rays
Blanketed by the sun
I feel calm.
Talking with everyone
Feels like home
Feels safe and warm.
Curled in the rays
Blanketed by the sun
I feel calm.
Tuesday, March 16, 2010
Day 106
Sunshine
Shines unto my face
Brightens me up to see the day.
After so much darkness
It's a welcome thing
A reminder of the warmth that the sun brings.
Sunshine
Is always alright with me
Warms me like a blanket never could
And basks the glows that it is.
Shines unto my face
Brightens me up to see the day.
After so much darkness
It's a welcome thing
A reminder of the warmth that the sun brings.
Sunshine
Is always alright with me
Warms me like a blanket never could
And basks the glows that it is.
Monday, March 15, 2010
Day 105
It's almost over...
A full year of college.
Never could I have imagined being here
And now, a whole year is flying by.
Where have I come
And what can I do?
It's surreal, really, to be where I am
And the experiences I've seen
All make me who I am.
A whole year of school is getting closer and closer...
A full year of college.
Never could I have imagined being here
And now, a whole year is flying by.
Where have I come
And what can I do?
It's surreal, really, to be where I am
And the experiences I've seen
All make me who I am.
A whole year of school is getting closer and closer...
Sunday, March 14, 2010
Day 104
Start Over
When you feel like it's all too much
Start over.
When you are stressed and feeling alone
Start over.
Forget the past
Launch into the future
Start over.
Embrace what is to come
Start over
Start over
And...begin.
When you feel like it's all too much
Start over.
When you are stressed and feeling alone
Start over.
Forget the past
Launch into the future
Start over.
Embrace what is to come
Start over
Start over
And...begin.
Saturday, March 13, 2010
Day 103
Because you wanted one...
Here's something for you
Written for you
Because you wanted one.
Your eyes were crazy, wild
Looking in the horizon
Dreaming some dream I'd never imagine
And you wanted one from me.
What could I say,
That your crazyness blows me away?
Yes, I'll say
I'll write you one
Because you wanted one.
Here's something for you
Written for you
Because you wanted one.
Your eyes were crazy, wild
Looking in the horizon
Dreaming some dream I'd never imagine
And you wanted one from me.
What could I say,
That your crazyness blows me away?
Yes, I'll say
I'll write you one
Because you wanted one.
Friday, March 12, 2010
Day 102
Prescription for Books
Giving me a pad of paper
With books for me to read
This is one type of pill
That I can easily swallow.
Books are my type of medicine.
Giving me a pad of paper
With books for me to read
This is one type of pill
That I can easily swallow.
Books are my type of medicine.
Thursday, March 11, 2010
Day 101
Oil
Traces across the pavement
Echo the traces across the palm
Of another weary traveler
Walking by, unassumingly innocent.
It's true, the leak, because of the traces
Crossing, lacing up and down
My eyes follow it
Until they disappear into oblivion.
Traces across the pavement
Echo the traces across the palm
Of another weary traveler
Walking by, unassumingly innocent.
It's true, the leak, because of the traces
Crossing, lacing up and down
My eyes follow it
Until they disappear into oblivion.
Wednesday, March 10, 2010
Day 100
Milestone
I can't believe it's been 100 days
100 days since I began my project.
Days full of inspiration
Some, not so much
In a vain attempt to find myself
And share what I discover.
The sun is shining bright
What a perfect accessory
For my hundredth day
Of Inspiration.
I can't believe it's been 100 days
100 days since I began my project.
Days full of inspiration
Some, not so much
In a vain attempt to find myself
And share what I discover.
The sun is shining bright
What a perfect accessory
For my hundredth day
Of Inspiration.
Tuesday, March 9, 2010
Day 99
99 Ways
There are 99 ways
That you can do something
Whether right or wrong
It's infinitely possible.
There are 99 ways
To say that you care
For better or worse
It's possible.
There are 99 ways
99 chances
99 reasons
But sometimes....
It takes just one more.
There are 99 ways
That you can do something
Whether right or wrong
It's infinitely possible.
There are 99 ways
To say that you care
For better or worse
It's possible.
There are 99 ways
99 chances
99 reasons
But sometimes....
It takes just one more.
Monday, March 8, 2010
Day 98
Technology
is not always for the best
glued to our little screens
in hopes that we find
a little bit more of ourselves
somewhere out there.
Connected, plugged in, wired in
all sound like things
that make us stationary
and makes us boring and mundane.
Cut the cords every once and a while...
is not always for the best
glued to our little screens
in hopes that we find
a little bit more of ourselves
somewhere out there.
Connected, plugged in, wired in
all sound like things
that make us stationary
and makes us boring and mundane.
Cut the cords every once and a while...
Sunday, March 7, 2010
Day 97
Sunny sunny sunny
Soon the winter and cold winter
It will end
And a sunny day will begin.
I can't wait!
Soon the winter and cold winter
It will end
And a sunny day will begin.
I can't wait!
Saturday, March 6, 2010
Day 96
The Killers: A Love Story
I've got soul
But I'm not a soldier.
I used to know a girl
Who had a boyfriend who looked like a girlfriend
That Brandon Flowers had in February of last year.
Run neon tiger run
Through a new day in age.
Leave your legacy in gold plaques down the hall
Andy's a star in nobody's eyes but mine.
Jenny was a friend of mine
Don't you know that you were on my list?
I love you The Killers.
I've got soul
But I'm not a soldier.
I used to know a girl
Who had a boyfriend who looked like a girlfriend
That Brandon Flowers had in February of last year.
Run neon tiger run
Through a new day in age.
Leave your legacy in gold plaques down the hall
Andy's a star in nobody's eyes but mine.
Jenny was a friend of mine
Don't you know that you were on my list?
I love you The Killers.
Friday, March 5, 2010
Day 95
Memory lane
is fun to visit
but I wouldn't want to stay there.
The past is past
and I'm moving on.
is fun to visit
but I wouldn't want to stay there.
The past is past
and I'm moving on.
Thursday, March 4, 2010
Day 94
Please please please
Pieces of me
scatter around your feet
Do you stop to pick them up?
If I smile when I fall
Do you catch me?
If I look as if I'm being ripped apart
Will you lend a hand and stitch me up?
If I bow down before you
Will you allow me to walk by unscathed?
If I appease you...
Will you love me?
Pieces of me
scatter around your feet
Do you stop to pick them up?
If I smile when I fall
Do you catch me?
If I look as if I'm being ripped apart
Will you lend a hand and stitch me up?
If I bow down before you
Will you allow me to walk by unscathed?
If I appease you...
Will you love me?
Wednesday, March 3, 2010
Day 93
Pictures
strewn across the floor
memories out of order
make up a whole life...
ripped, corners worn
yellowed by time.
strewn across the floor
memories out of order
make up a whole life...
ripped, corners worn
yellowed by time.
Tuesday, March 2, 2010
Day 92
Oh rain...
Sometimes you make me feel like staying inside
Watching television and playing cards
Trying to keep myself amused
Prank phone calls
And other tom-foolery.
On second thought,
I like the rain.
Sometimes you make me feel like staying inside
Watching television and playing cards
Trying to keep myself amused
Prank phone calls
And other tom-foolery.
On second thought,
I like the rain.
Monday, March 1, 2010
Day 91
Journalism 101
It is chaotic.
Frantic.
Disturbing.
High. Paced.
Quick. To. The. Minute.
Follow. What. The. News. Is.
Get. It. Done. Yesterday.
Get. It. Got. It. Good.
Step. On. The. Little. People.
Faster. Quicker. Get. It. Done.
It is chaotic.
Frantic.
Disturbing.
High. Paced.
Quick. To. The. Minute.
Follow. What. The. News. Is.
Get. It. Done. Yesterday.
Get. It. Got. It. Good.
Step. On. The. Little. People.
Faster. Quicker. Get. It. Done.
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