Tuesday, May 29, 2012
Tuesday, May 22, 2012
Grown pieces of slandered youth
Told to wonder but never worry about the truth
The earth feels so raw in these little hands
Could it be that they're the ones who understand
So take a big leap forward
And take that old step back
Cause we are on the edge of something
Something bigger than we expect
I am not alone in this tower
Keeping us in good time
Maybe if only for an hour
Just to keep us satisfied
And it feels like I'm the only one
The moon moves in the only direction
The only one we know
As it runs against us
It fills the void in us all
So lift your arms up for the mistaken
Throw in the way of the call
Carry fruit into the garden
Bring the seed into us all
And it feels like I'm the only one
I am not alone in this tower
Keeping us in good time
Maybe if only for an hour
Just to keep us satisfied
And it feels like I'm the only one
Told to wonder but never worry about the truth
The earth feels so raw in these little hands
Could it be that they're the ones who understand
So take a big leap forward
And take that old step back
Cause we are on the edge of something
Something bigger than we expect
I am not alone in this tower
Keeping us in good time
Maybe if only for an hour
Just to keep us satisfied
And it feels like I'm the only one
The moon moves in the only direction
The only one we know
As it runs against us
It fills the void in us all
So lift your arms up for the mistaken
Throw in the way of the call
Carry fruit into the garden
Bring the seed into us all
And it feels like I'm the only one
I am not alone in this tower
Keeping us in good time
Maybe if only for an hour
Just to keep us satisfied
And it feels like I'm the only one
Sunday, May 13, 2012
Tuesday, May 8, 2012
This week my childhood dies...
Today Maurice Sendak died. I had loved his stories and poems since I was a kid. Learning the months of the year from reading ' Chicken Soup with Rice'. In 'Where the Wild things Are.' We all learned that you can be a terrible misbehaving kid that has adventures with monsters and that you can still come home to find dinner and loving parents.
His illustrations have inspired me to draw what my heart wanted rather than what they wanted you to draw formally to get into college.
I have read his books to my own children knowing that they will have a similar impact on their lives as well. Teaching them to go on adventures, have a 'wild rumpus' every so often and no matter what the weather is chicken soup with rice is always awesome.
You were such a great man Maurice.
Thank you, from myself and my family.
His illustrations have inspired me to draw what my heart wanted rather than what they wanted you to draw formally to get into college.
I have read his books to my own children knowing that they will have a similar impact on their lives as well. Teaching them to go on adventures, have a 'wild rumpus' every so often and no matter what the weather is chicken soup with rice is always awesome.
You were such a great man Maurice.
Thank you, from myself and my family.
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