Johnson County Library will close at 5 pm on Wednesday, Nov. 25 and will be closed on Thursday Nov. 26 and Friday, Nov 27.
When so many things stop and they clatter, up in the jabambaway things hip, hop and shatter. For up in this place a great WHO lurks about For the little who-whoians ask and they pout. For the lorax knows best, so the Lorax puts those who-whoians to the ultimate test!!
Sometimes I just sit there, waiting to be struck, with one poetic thought. Other times I am struck, with a line to my poem, and I have nowhere, to write it down. Inspiration comes from, nature and the world. It comes from the people, I meet, the ones I love and hate. Inspiration comes to me, on i
The pencil soars across the black page painting imagination, uniqueness illuminating places concealed in the corner of your mind bringing eccentric beasts into the fabric of reality blustering winds rush over once serene, quiet glades rainbows tango in the sky translucent beads of water descend f
I have problems and I’ll swap mine with you like trading cards. Long lovely disorders go over the lips like chocolate but honey, we’ve been writing about these pits of darkness long before shrinks slapped name tags on them. While the rest of the world cringes and looks away together we will scrib
words fill the pages the pages fill the void void an existence and her head is filled with these words not knowing their meaning she writes but the words lose reason she writes and the words are empty she lives without understanding the meaning lost in time the meaning, she sought for it.