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Summons

Posted April 10 | Leave a Comment

Keep me from going to sleep too soon Or if I go to sleep too soon Come wake me up. Come any hour Of night. Come whistling up the road. Stomp on the porch. Bang on the door. Make me get out of bed and come And let you in and light a light. Tell me the northern lights are on And make me look. Or tell me clouds Are doing something to the mooon They never did before, and show me. See that I see. Talk to me till I'm half as wide awake as you And start to dress wondering why I ever wen… read more

Too Blue

Posted April 10 | Leave a Comment

I got those sad old weary blues. I don't know where to turn. I don't know where to go. Nobody cares about you When you sink so low. What shall I do? What shall I say? Shall I take a gun and Put myself away? I wonder if One bullet would do? Hard as my head is, It would probably take two. But I ain't got Neither bullet nor gun- And I'm too blue To look for one. --Langston Hughes read more

Swift Things Are Beautiful

Posted April 10 | Leave a Comment

Swift things are beautiful: Swallows and deer, And lightning that falls Bright-veined and clear, Rivers and meteors, Wind in the wheat, The strong-withered horse, The runner's sure feet. And slow things are beautiful: The closing of day, The pause of the wave That curves downward to spray, The ember that crumbles, The opening flower, And the ox that moves on In the quiet of power. --Elizabeth Coatsworth read more

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Posted December 12 | Leave a Comment

In the blink of an eye, our catastrophes take us to new heights. Look for an open window to a new life. You swear you'll never forget the one you had. The love you lost had brought you to your knees. Never will you fall again. Shut the whole world out as you shut your tired eyes. Fall fast asleep and say your goodbyes. read more

Desolate Life

Posted November 8 | Leave a Comment

A soft sound of betrayal comes from within as she hits the concrete. Silence is blissful, especially in situations like these. Her words choke from the absent tears. She lays there silent, still, at peace - understanding the pointless confusion. Those eyes - they are hurt & full of broken feelings, yet they are so empty - they are meaningless. Looking around, she sees her world fall completely - it crumbles to the burning ground. Blaming herself for this selfishness, a feeling of guilt &… read more