stars and sparkles
wishes and dreams
the imaginings of a child
are
sunbeams and feathers
moon beams and mars rocks
wonderous joy at creation
dismal despair at destruction
beauty and wonder
of all things
play
Wednesday, April 27, 2011
Tuesday, April 26, 2011
Miss Frances
Miss Frances, Miss Frances
Where are we going today?
To the market or to a play?
And is not my hat so pretty?
So gay?
Miss Daisy, Miss Daisy
To the market or to a show
It does not matter,
for I love you so.
Your hat is pretty, the
same blue as your eyes,
but really Miss Daisy,
I think you take a
smaller size.
Where are we going today?
To the market or to a play?
And is not my hat so pretty?
So gay?
Miss Daisy, Miss Daisy
To the market or to a show
It does not matter,
for I love you so.
Your hat is pretty, the
same blue as your eyes,
but really Miss Daisy,
I think you take a
smaller size.
Monday, April 25, 2011
Word Games
Ok folks...so I needed something to do on my lunch break and I thought of an old favorite. I decided to see how many words I could find in "faculty corner". I found 70 words! I really think there is more, so if you can think of them, let me know and I'll add it to my list (with due credit, of course). Also, triple bonus points if you can think of a word using both C's. I'm also up for challenges, if you think I've made a mistake or counted something twice!
I also realized that "life" and "file" were composed of the same letters. Also, "flies". Life flies by when you are filing....that was depressing.
| Are |
| Calf |
| Car |
| Care |
| Cart |
| Core |
| Corn |
| Craft |
| Crater |
| Crone |
| Cult |
| Cure |
| Curl |
| Cut |
| Era |
| Face |
| Facet |
| Fact |
| Far |
| Farce |
| Fart |
| Faucet |
| Faulty |
| Fear |
| Fern |
| Foe |
| For |
| Force |
| Fort |
| Late |
| Later |
| Lay |
| Lear |
| Learn |
| Let |
| Loft |
| Lore |
| Lot |
| Neat |
| Net |
| No |
| Nor |
| Not |
| Note |
| Or |
| Orc |
| Orca |
| Ore |
| Ornery |
| Race |
| Raft |
| Rancor |
| Role |
| Rot |
| Rote |
| Rue |
| Run |
| Runt |
| Rut |
| Talc |
| Tear |
| Tern |
| tore |
| Torn |
| Trace |
| Tracer |
| Turf |
| You |
| Your |
I also realized that "life" and "file" were composed of the same letters. Also, "flies". Life flies by when you are filing....that was depressing.
Friday, April 1, 2011
I wrote a poem...I don't think I've written a decent poem in 2+ years.
*WARNING: Occasionally, I swear like a trucker.*
I don’t want to be a drone,
But I don’t want to die alone.
This is my most essential problem,
Hide the real me,
To those who never got it.
Make them comfy
While my soul lies forgotten
I’m too afraid to cut my hair
But really who the fuck
Would even care ?
They tell you
Do whatever makes you happy
Then they scorn you
When it’s not what they say
So now I’m lost and so confused
I want to shed everything
But my family shoes
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