Wednesday Poem

This wind where does it blow from?
Where does it start its journey, here?
Does it come from where it begins?
Or does it begin where life ends?

My hands are black...

I got hit in the face with a bug...

The end of my key for my car broke...

I don't have any buns for chicken patties...

My left foot hurts...

I want Orlando to win tonight...

Why does Cherry Dr. Pepper taste like regular Dr. Pepper?

Smile! :-)

Wednesday Poem

Dark water ripples on a silent night
Two moons now compose the only light
I sit under a starless sky
And long for the sun to rise

End of May

People have asked me to me update my blog so here...we..........go!


Whats New:
Well if you don't know I have been working at Staples for about a month and I am enjoying it for the most part. I get to use my hands and built chairs from the ground up or from the table down. I don't even bother with the directions any more cause after you have built one chair you can build them all. Some chairs don't even come with screws and it takes about 52 seconds to put it together, but they charge the customer 7.99 assembly fee, But the customer doesn't know how long it takes me. Also I get to sit around a lot "testing" my chairs to try and get a feel for each chair. It is hard work.

I dropped out of school this past term and don't really miss it all that much. I enjoy my freedom.

My birthday came and went this past Thursday. I turned 22. But according to my family they think I look 15 and still a freshman in High School. They always say "Grow back your goatee and mustache cause you look older", and I respond, "I will when the time presents it self." I got a pair of shorts and a t-shirt and like all great mothers out there, the clothes didn't fit. The shorts were tan and were to short. I felt like Crocodile Dundee on a safari Expedition. This shirt was to tight. So I went and returned them and got something else.

Well I have been sitting here for the past two minutes trying to think of what else is new. I guess nothing else. Maybe tomorrow.

Hey tomorrow is June! Summer is 21 days away.

I will try to post a poem on Wednesday! I know how much you enjoy them!

Odysseus - A Song Of Hope

Long days and longer nights, they stretch like barren seas.
God only knows if we'll ever see home or if that home remembers me.
We have heard the sirens song and we have braved the hydras maw
A dream of glory gone too far to make a place in history ours.

Servants, strangers, heroes to ourselves
Hearts beat in rhythm as we sail
And I will not die forgotten to this world
Icons and vagabonds, the rulers of this earth

We are the dead
We are the homesick, lost and loveless
Left to live (cause we won't die)
Though stretched and broken we will rise
We are the deaf
But you will hear us sing again
A song of hope (a song of life)
A song to urge the ill advised

We live or die the chosen few to face the early graying dawn
Let history remember us as those who conquered the beyond
Ageless and mighty let our legend outlive time
Warriors and proud men all, you will hear of our lives

Servants, strangers, heroes to ourselves
Hearts beat in rhythm as we sail
And I will not die forgotten to this world
Icons and vagabonds, the rulers of this earth

We are the dead
We are the homesick, lost and loveless
Left to live (cause we won't die)
Though stretched and broken we will rise
We are the deaf
But you will hear us sing again
A song of hope (a song of life)
A song to urge the ill advised, ill advised

Cause we won't die
I will not die

We are the dead
We are the homesick, lost and loveless
Left to live (cause we won't die)
Though stretched and broken we will rise
We are the deaf
But you will hear us sing again
A song of hope (a song of life)
A song to urge the ill advised.

-by The Showdown