Honey

"I don't care for fancy things, or to take part in the freshest waves."

Along the banks of the river lie
a boy and girl side by side
they watch the lost seagulls fly
inside the rolling pearly sky
along the floodplains the cars drive
in and out of their line of sight
the grass sweeps above them, high
his face is cosmic, blithe

a peaceful place, with the waters high
a boy and girl there do lie

Dear Valentines Day,
I loved that you visited, can you come back soon?




Over the summer I went to Nature Camp as I planned to from the December of last year. It's a tradition that I broke once, but I was so glad to be back that I realized how important it was to go. This summer I didn't expect anything to happen, sure class, bees, rock slides and whirlpools, yes. Boys, no. I got in the first day and signed up for a hike after I unpacked. It was Table Rock. Me, Larry, Madison and Anthony were all in the back. The whole group stayed together the rest of camp. I stayed with Anthony.

Into the second week there was a massive rain shower that lasted half the day. In the mountains the climate is almost a jungle, the rainstorms feel like they will drench you past the protective layer of your skin and if you stand under the roofs at camp it is easy to receive a free, if chilly shower. After one of these torrential downpours the sky finally broke into pink right after dinner. I immediately hauled Anthony to the Office to hunt down counselors for a hike.I had a feeling that there were still low hanging clouds that would drift into the valley. We endured the schleming jokes as they signed us up for the hike. Our hike was small, but we still traveled to First Lookout with the smell of ozone permeating the air like the evening chill that drifts in the mountains.

At the summit we stood and looked out onto one of the most achingly beautiful sunsets I have ever seen. Hand in hand we sat at the bottom ledge feasting upon sherbet skies. If there is a God I feel like that sunset would have been his ultimate work. In front of us McClung mountain rolled up and stretched its ridge along. Sweeping along the valley from the left were slow rolling soft ice gray clouds that drifted slowly out into the warmer air of the lowlands were the rays were pulled into bands, hitting the clouds and erupting into a shiny blaze of pastel pinks, salmons, orange rind, low slung lavender and pearly peach. I can only compare the colors to the mass of Oriental Lilies that grow along our garden and how their colors differ but all grow from a radial point. There is nothing to actually compare it to. That sunset is one of the only sunsets that I can remember distinct aspects of. And I have seen sixteen years of sunsets.

We sat there talking of all the coastal sunsets we had seen and how almost none of them amounted to how beautiful this one was until the sun sank halfway into the rolling Earth. It was pulsing orange now, pulling a purple blanket down across the sky but working in pinpricks of white clouds. Getting up slowly we stared at the sky until we were urged to go back. I'm so glad it was him that I shared it with.

When we arrived back in camp we tried to convey just what we had seen up at Lookout, but evening ceremony had already started and the music drowned out our descriptions. I think then we turned to each other and smiled.

"Honey you are the sea on which I float"

List #2

List maker: February Peace Makers,
How to make peace with yourself after the snowfall..

Listomania!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NhhzV5Xv9Tw

1. Find yourself someone to snuggle with!
Do it, do it now before it is too late. You have officially two more days before infinite loneliness begins. Go grab the hobos and the single brooders in the coffee shops, I'm sure they want some love.

2. Physical Activity!
Nothing makes you more attractive than when you are all toned with lovely calves from skiing/running/sledding/jumproping schmexiness. Plus you have to go work out all that cabin fever. Find yourself a shower and a bear rug after a hard day of movement. It is good food for the soul.

3. Chai Lattes and Books, lots and lots o' Books.
I put this one in for myself. Chai chai chai chai.

4. Music!!
There is nothing more satisfying than blowing out the speakers in your car....um. HOUSE MUSIC.
Wave your arms around wildly! Do it!

5. Shaving your legs.
Again, this one was put in for my amusement.

6. Winter Olympics
Makes you feel inferior, but is so entertaining.

7. SNUGGLING
gosh.

Montage

Stinging hits
to wind whipped lips
go hide inside
the days will pass

wi$hes

Icky licky sticky
drool unglue from the pillow, cool
knee jerked my reaction to call up your name
did call, after all, it's what I want to do
all day
hear a voice lip speak a sleepy 'hey'
eventually I replied after unopening my eyes
hitting a speaker key I find an edge to the hot sheets
peeling a banana peel morning I drop off the side
speaking peaceably into the silent otherside
flicking up the on upon the white tile
the bathroom heater runs shikavroomshika
make faces in the mirror while talking with you
peeling back the lips to shove in some paste
morning routine at midday
as I stand there t-shirt and flannel
someone gently unhands my phone from the sticky cheek
you stand there doorway framed
dressed and unsuspected, unexpected
sweeped me up, hugs in all
I don't know what to say
except, "Morning made."

Dunnoer?

A bit of word dropping before I start working on school...

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tIdIqbv7SPo
....and Bill Withers

So, it's a Monday. Everloving Monday and I am technically skipping school. It's all cool though. I'd really like to ski right now. I'd also like to sled, ice fish, and sit in a duck blind and stalk some geese with a pen and my magic notebook. It's 19 degrees outside, place of the crystal landscape. Every morning it's brighter than the last. There are huge icicles. Now I'm just stalling for time....

I'm a list maker: ODDLY COOL SONG LYRICS

"You found a sweater on the ocean floor"- Vampire Weekend

"Now they know how many holes it takes to fill the Albert Hall.
I'd love to turn you on"- The Beatles

"Oh, the shark, babe, has such teeth, dear
And it shows them pearly white"- Frank Sinatra

"With tangerine trees and marmalade skies, Somebody calls you, you answer quite slowly, A girl with kaleidoscope eyes."- The Beatles

"I'll feed you fruit that don't exist
I'll leave graffiti
Where you've never been kissed"- Beck


Protaganist pigs
holding manilla folders
full of your repetoire of X-rayed brains
they call you out on your indecent exposure
to the oppresive radiation
while you sit under lead shirts
biting your nails
listening to your heart palpatations
with stethoscope ear listeners
they give you a diagnosis
about just how weak you've become
eating mayonnaise and grilled toast

whipers trees

solid water showers
a sweeping dusting
as I walk through many entrenched rows
of silver netted trees
a muffled sea
of powdered posts
green under their decorations
I do stir the weighted boughs
and knock off their freshly fallen burdens
softly collapsing upon the coated ground
I search, for nothing
except the utmost silence
that comes with fallen snow

loudly mmmming over food/ We Want You

I'd like to believe that in college I'll have a fridge/pantry (and freezer)
and it will be full of (in this order):
blueberries
creme cheese
bluberry bagels
blueberry pancakes
gala apples
kettle cooked chips
baby carrots
black olives
greek yogurt
sweet peas
pop tarts
tangelos
gnutella
nilla wafers
ocean spray cranberries
lasagna
numi green tea
peppermint tea
limeade
and
pumpernickel bread



If you aren't passionate about what you write, why do you write? If you sit here at the blog feeding in your brain and getting no satisfaction and ranting and cursing yourself because you don't feel what you're writing is worth it, why write? If you sit here, knowing that no one cares what you've done in your day and trying to pull something extra creative and almost meaningless out of your ass, why do you write? If you have moments when you put into words something incredibly beautiful that is the epitomy of what you feel at that moment but you hit the backspace key repeatedly until it's gone, why do you write? If you find yourself trying to please others over yourself because you think they aren't interested or would be weirded out over something that is really emotional from you, why do you write? If you can't man up and put down your life story and you don't want pity, why do you write? If you don't want emotional responses from your readers, why do you write?

This isn't what I'm struggling with right now, this goes to other writers that probably have the problems I just outlined. But, you should probably read that paragraph and ask yourselves the same questions. I've already done this, multiple, many, so many times. I made a deal with myself that when I started making my writing public that I would write even the hard stuff down. The emotional stuff. I write what I think means something to myself. That doesn't make me a better writer, I'm just mediocre at best. The best thing to do in cases where its hard to put down what you feel is to just suck it up and write it. Whatever it is, even if it's your life story. There will always be readers out there somewhere. You're your own reader sometimes. Don't hate yourself for putting it all out there. Don't hate the readers. Write what you feel. Compose it. Proof read it. Pour everything out of that one thing. Shake the rag and wring it again, because if it is that important you need to get every bit out of it. Just put it in words.

Froth

The one thing I dred more than being stuck at home for weeks on end during the winter is the eventual thaw. This eventual thaw that will come may be days or weeks away, but when it comes it will be a muddy, brown and red slop for weeks. It will eventually dry out, but the landscape continues to grow grayer and browner until the spring sun comes. The spring sun is one of the most fickle times of sunlight, ever. You sit there during the weekend and look at the pearly clouds and bright blue sky on the clearest of days and watch the winds and it looks good. But looks are not reality. The reality of the looks are freezing winds that suck all of the heat out of you and rock you back as you stand outside in shorts, wondering how you were fooled. There are only two pure types of seasons. There is winter, true winter, where there is snow after snow and the days are gray and pretty, and there is summer, bright and sweating and everlasting.

How to be dramatic; a movie dialogue.

There are two dirty teenagers in a parking lot. Sitting along the bumper of a Gremlin. It is August. They just drank down three 2 liter bottles of generic Mountain Dew in 2.5 minutes. They are considering puking, but have decided against it, instead....

Stew: "Hey Flo, it's really hot outside in the parking lot."

Flo: "Yeah, it's August."

Stew: (heavy sigh flutters his trash stash) (then grabs stomach) Ouch, I'm going to need some pink before I puke on the Gremlin. (Falls to knees) Why did we drink it that fast, why'd you have to dare me!? Owwwaaaaooooo (makes a face)

Flo: "Shut it Annie, we both know that if we drank it at a reasonable pace we would have just had to buy more later. Now we'll be so sick all day. Win, win situation."

Stew: "Damn innovator."

Flo: "I just saved you some money, now get up and respect yourself before I go find you a women's speed stick."

Stew: "Be nice, my bowels are going down Niagra right now."

Flo: "Eww. How much longer do we have to stay here? I think I'm getting a bit red."

Stew: "Hehehe all that nice ginger blood. You're going to be crispy by the time we get out of here. I don't plan on leaving."

Flo: "Why did you bring me? My stomach is knifing...owwww."

Stew: "Owwwwwwwwwwwww"

Flo: "Owwwwwwwwwwww"

Stew: "Arrrrrrrrrrr"

Flo: "Harken!"

Stew: "Whaaaaat?"

Flo: "Over there by the blue Subaru!"

Stew "What is THAT!?"

Flo: " A miracle..."

~To be continued~

chilly

Things I think are cool

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4ltvjOj9m-c

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SHikpdf8ktM

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xd4IxRHlNVQ

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HgdPXp5phNY

http://www.nutandbee.com

http://www.6dollarshirts.com

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cLJ1vuUWprA



....just a few