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Sunday, April 27, 2014
We Will Not Fall
We live in the trees, High above the ground-- In quaint little houses Hard for the eye to see... We're good at camouflage, Hiding i...
Saturday, April 26, 2014
Deadlines
Silently I listen To the clicking of keys and the grinding of teeth-- The air is hot with frustration Heavy with uncertainty, droop...
Thursday, April 24, 2014
Dance of Summer's Eve
The sun sets of warm days-- Orange, glowing softly above And dashes of purple dancing While the clouds drift on. Lush forests under lush...
Wednesday, April 23, 2014
Recovering From System Failure
I could list a million reasons why Point out every flaw, every misstep Paint a vivid image Of where everything went wrong, But what'...
Another Beautiful Album
Tuesday, April 22, 2014
Songversation:
Another Beautiful Album
India.Arie is one of the few artists whose album I would buy deafly. So last year, when Songversation was released, I bought it without w...
Monday, April 21, 2014
The Way I Wear My Slave Hair
The ability to reduce your own genetics To words and phrases someone else created, And devour your own culture With the fuel and ammunit...
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Sunday, April 20, 2014
What is Easter?
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*This post is a continuation of What is Easter? * Growing up I loved painting Easter eggs with my mom. It was probably the only time we...
Saturday, April 19, 2014
What is Easter?
As a child, I used to ask my parents and my sunday school teachers the same question every Easter: Why does the date keep changing? How...
Friday, April 18, 2014
Unlikely Friendship
I can tell she misses me From the look in her eye-- She waits for me In the window sill, Meets me at the door With wide eyes and furr...
Thursday, April 17, 2014
Selective Understanding
People hear what they want to hear, They understand and see what they want to believe, Then they must ignore and reject that which they...
Wednesday, April 16, 2014
Pirates! Arg!
from The Pirate Fairy My creative writing teacher once told me the best way to become a good writer was to read. She insisted that the ...
Tuesday, April 15, 2014
A thick lining Suppresses air And breathing slows... The air has no where to go Escape is impossible,
Monday, April 14, 2014
Heaven's Tears
I see the clouds come and Watch the rain pour, wondering are those the tears of the world-- tears of lives lost and hearts...
Sunday, April 13, 2014
Eye to Eye
"I got my self a notion One I know that you'll understand To set the world in motion By reaching out for each other's hand...
Saturday, April 12, 2014
Mars Lives
Red, Speckled and shining Far in the sky A tiny speck, A disillusion of mass Greater than we see-- It twinkles, like a star ...
Friday, April 11, 2014
May The Odds Be In Your Favor
April is Sexual Assault Awareness Month. What do you say when no isn't enough, What do you do, when actions aren't heard-- And...
How High Will You Jump
End Game The finish line is Somewhere in the sky And you can't reach it If your wings are bound-- If you're scared o...
Wednesday, April 09, 2014
The Little Details of the Big Picture
Learning How to Properly Plan an Event Learning to plan events is useful, no one would argue with that. However, there's a signific...
Tuesday, April 08, 2014
Creating Bonds
My Sister My sister and I, We don't always see eye to eye, I don't always like her, We don't always get along... Bu...
Monday, April 07, 2014
Excuses Are Tools of the Incompetent
Failure A house made of thin glass-- I can see straight through it, Shatter every brick with a single blow, It is unstable, an ex...
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