The Library will be closed May 28-29 for Memorial Day.
We live on our floating planet,
this hunk, this rock,
we are so small.
Daring to yearn for freedom as
the doors of your prison open
the view of white death before you
all of your small hopes broken
standing in a door between hell’s
cold fingers brush your skin
beautiful death covers the hills
I wish that I could speak my mind more easily.
I wish I didn’t fall in love so easily
and that it weren’t so obvious.
Get behind the eight ball she said, which I had yet to understand. She said
it meant to look ahead to the future. I sat
there contemplating this saying for a while, and as I fell into
a deep slumber my thoughts ran free. Thinking of our future--
Do my hair
Put makeup on
So they don’t stare
Wait a minute
Nothing’s wrong with me
I have friends
And a family
Whoa, good thing I didn’t keep goin’
That almost turned out like another
An act of courage is what I call,
In the eye of a parent a plummeting fall.
An hour-long lecture will send him on his way.
It just seems like another reason to run away.
These are words of wisdom you should borrow.
It will be better tomorrow.
I look at them around me
Those who with my choices disagree
My eyes drop
Quickly judging what they see.
Alone am I to every degree
I never use the pronoun “we”
Locked out without a key,
My head tends to spin
Because I’m on the outside looking in
My heart starts to yearn
The secrets of friendship I wish to learn
I want to be inside
And to be filled with pride
I can imagine myself in there
With the warm refreshing air
“To Strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield.”
Thou shalt never give up,
What is rightfully his,
Never whimper away from fears,
Never give away their tears,
Fight for what is right,
Inside the brightest of light,
We shall all have,
Today is one of those days, where everyone stops to take a minute and appreciate what we have, rather than what we want. We worry about the tiny little things in life that don’t matter, instead of the things that can change our life. Today is one of those days.
Standing on this stage, my life flashing before
My eyes, I remember a time of Youthful
Bliss where the impossible was possible.
Singing sweet melodies to Snow White and
The Wicked Witch, six with fans hanging
On to my every Judy Garland high note.
Yeah, I’m a dreamer,
I dream of so many things.
But do you know what separates all
you other dreamers from me?
You all actually work to achieve your
dream about the future and what you
want to become.
The lovely tune sounding brilliantly through the air
Wonderful feelings as the clear notes catch
The song shines and gleams, its rays golden and fair
There is a thing that is stronger than yourself,
That is from you; its plan is one of stealth.
White-hot insults out of a mouth are poured,
Never underestimate the power of a word!
The hate that lived within
me, that inhabited my very core
It has no home with me anymore
I’ve let it go
It no longer rules me
A star, bright, sky’s diamond
Yellow, blue, white, green
A shinier object
Mine eyes have not seen
I have not been told
Of a more unique thing
Not light itself, music,
A crystal, a ring
That everything means something,
and one thing can mean everything.
That every little mockingbird
deserves a chance to sing.
With winter gone, she can THROW her window open wide
With spring arriving, she can dance in bright SUNSHINE.
This is what it is to LIVE without regret;
To know she can NEVER FORGET, only move on.
With BLUE above, so open, so clear and bright
In the morning, I open my eyes
Sit up and stretch, and let out small cries.
I wiggle my toes, and crinkle my nose,
And get out of bed to the sound of rooster crows.
I slip on my jeans, and my long furry coat,
I creep downstairs and out to feed the goat.