Top hat, coat tails
Crisp cuffs-
Details
The music swells
And hearts
As well
The orchestra
Tunes up.
She smiles at him
The lights
Go dim
He takes her hand
For ovations
Stand
Ah someday,
Someday!
Thursday, April 16, 2009
Tuesday, March 3, 2009
Monday, February 2, 2009
Sunday, February 1, 2009
Life inspiration
I must read my beloved Captains Courageous again.
I have nothing at all to do this week (well not nothing, but not work since I'm taking leave to set my affairs in order before cruise). I shall read it again, and remember that the ocean and hard work and the ship will make me stronger and a better person.
I have nothing at all to do this week (well not nothing, but not work since I'm taking leave to set my affairs in order before cruise). I shall read it again, and remember that the ocean and hard work and the ship will make me stronger and a better person.
Saturday, January 31, 2009
oh man
that's it you've done it now
what you said wasn't very nice
shocked that you didn't take it back
I'm going to say this once not twice.
I'm done with feeling sorry
I'm a big girl - so piss off
I took a chance and failed
to such baveness hats must doff
And my confidence again renewed
persue my singular path of great
To become the best that ever was
It's never, no never not ever too late.
that was most definately the very first and very last time I allow myself to consider changing my course because of a whim.
what you said wasn't very nice
shocked that you didn't take it back
I'm going to say this once not twice.
I'm done with feeling sorry
I'm a big girl - so piss off
I took a chance and failed
to such baveness hats must doff
And my confidence again renewed
persue my singular path of great
To become the best that ever was
It's never, no never not ever too late.
that was most definately the very first and very last time I allow myself to consider changing my course because of a whim.
hmmmm
Prosetry...
the word just presented itself to me at the end of a short thread of thought (if one can call the disjointed bits and peices that run through my head a thread... but certainly thought)...
i like it. prosetry.
(prōsětrē)
the word just presented itself to me at the end of a short thread of thought (if one can call the disjointed bits and peices that run through my head a thread... but certainly thought)...
i like it. prosetry.
(prōsětrē)
Friday, January 30, 2009
You give me strength
I was so worried for a moment
That the breath would not come
And the stinging of the bee
Was just my chest going numb
And the silence was as heavy
As deep water - tons per inch
But I fought the terror off
And drew the air with unseen winch
And slowly, so slowly
And carefully too
Give heart wherewithall to beat
And keep blood a healthy blue
The sun outside my window
Decides to shine as if it knew
And fought the clouds off
Just like I did
And will continue to.
To Cassie, Katie, and Amanda
That the breath would not come
And the stinging of the bee
Was just my chest going numb
And the silence was as heavy
As deep water - tons per inch
But I fought the terror off
And drew the air with unseen winch
And slowly, so slowly
And carefully too
Give heart wherewithall to beat
And keep blood a healthy blue
The sun outside my window
Decides to shine as if it knew
And fought the clouds off
Just like I did
And will continue to.
To Cassie, Katie, and Amanda
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