Wednesday, July 21, 2010
I am still awaiting the one day I will feel like bird. Feeling like you're flying through the air. And everyone all at once in their heads say: "I wish I could do that." I need a moment like that. After a while you feel like people just see the surface and yet you want them to take the time to peel the surface away and go, "Wow." If you were to come up to me and ask me what animal I would like to be, I would say a bird. Here is a poem I wrote a while ago:
I want to be a bird.
They have no job.
They can go wherever they want.
And the best part is,
if they get sick of one telephone wire,
they can fly to another.
That's a strong word.
Monday, July 19, 2010
Friday, July 2, 2010
For people to notice the little things.
Like a pretty flower on their way to work.
Or a really nice bicycle that reminds them of summer.
And the taste of saltwater in their mouth at the beach.
Everybody in the world just needs to slow down and