Woe to the Writer

I was set to 'kill time' in school today. Made sure my journal was packed neatly in my bag. But lo and behold, as I was set to write, my lovely pen was nowhere in sight, thus the silly prose poetry. Tsk.

Woe to the Writer
by: RJ

Woe to the writer who is caught without a pen,
When the train of thought starts flowing
He's but a helpless, crying baby in a hungry lion's den.

How else will he appease upset dragons breathing fire?
How can his words satisfy this insatiable desire?

How else will he rationalize, hypothesize or theorize
Streams of musings that go swiftly in between blinks of his eyes?

In earnest ramblings of metaphors? Pitiful twists, ironies in disarray?
In incomprehensible assertions -- all that cause the reader sure dismay.

The writer caught without a pen,
like a naked soldier amidst a fierce battle
Is left to either run, hide or foolishly surrender.

What to do then, pray tell, when all you have is the 'here and now'
And when neither yesterday nor tomorrow will ever soothe you somehow?

When there is no time to waste searching for an elusive pen
Lest the ideas before you fly in haste like silly men.

How does a writer write when mere fingers can barely make a line?
When what's in your head is sure to leave you in no time.

Woe indeed to the writer caught without his trusty pal,
When words come raining on a summer day's lull.

If he misses this chance, this one perfect trine,
Tomorrow might pass him without passion or rhyme.

How will he pocket letters, mix and match, confound and clarify?
When nothing seems a blessing but these words from on high?

Such waste of time, such waste of thought,
Such moving tragedy for a struggling, stupid moth.

A loss indeed, a loss in need.
For what glory does a knight have
apart from his noble steed?


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Thoughts that keep me awake at night

Naptime
Photo by BrittneyBush

No Escape

by: RJ

 

There are thoughts that keep me awake at night

And keep me absent-minded in the day --

Gliding on a golden field, endless heaps of hay

Thoughts about what is and what was,

But never of what could be.

They haunt me of a past long gone and never will be,

They nag me of a present so persistent, a routine that I always see.

They remind me of a palpable sign,

Of shackles that bind me here,

In a place where wishes are bane and hopes are nil.

I climb so high, I fly, I sigh

I stumble yet again in this effervescent sky

I lift my arms and reach as high as I can

But I hear weeping and wailing from where I began

This dream I write, forget this I might

These thoughts I hold, it numbs my soul,

It's so cold, I feel old

In May whisperings, "strengthen thy heart", I was told

So I flutter, I mutter..

But when I utter, I stutter

Hard as I grasp every word, every syllable and letter

I am left without tomorrow, the future no brighter

Be banished you drifter! Rot away you squanderer!

Know that time is no kinder to neither miser nor spender

So I slouch, pretend to nap

Barely a moment's passed

I snicker, I snap!

Not a pen was moved, not a firefly in sight

As I hold on tearfully and oh so fearfully tight

To these thoughts that keep me awake...

And kept me awake tonight.

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Let’s start anew

As we shelve memories of 2009 and resolve to start anew in 2010,  forget not "the good times and the bad you've seen and all the others in between..."

Happy New Year everyone! Let us remember each other and look forward to tomorrow with faith in love and in God.

Times of Your Life

by: Paul Anka

Good morning, yesterday
You wake up and time has slipped away
And suddenly it's hard to find
The memories you left behind
Remember, do you remember?

The laughter and the tears
The shadows of misty yesteryears
The good times and the bad you've seen
And all the others in between
Remember, do you remember
The times of your life (do you remember)

Reach back for the joy and the sorrow
Put them away in your mind
The mem'ries are time that you borrow
To spend when you get to tomorrow

Here comes the saddest part
The seasons are passing one by one
So gather moments while you may
Collect the dreams you dream today
Remember, will you remember
The times of your life

Gather moments while you may
Collect the dreams you dream today
Remember, will you remember
The times of your life
Of your life
Of your life

Do you remember, baby
Do you remember the times of your life

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I Like Endings

contemplation

Photo by alicepopkorn ( in and out

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I Like Endings (by: RJ)

I like endings.

They're very kind.

They wake you up from a dream

And take you back to reality.

They make you realize that some things

Aren't meant to begin in the first place.

While endings can't undo things that you screwed-up,

It gives you another chance to start over and forget.

While endings can't mend a broken heart,

It rewards you with a clear mind

And makes you look forward to the future

Without fear or prejudice, without delusions.

I like endings.

They're indeed very kind...

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Loud and Clear ( The Cranberries)

I hope that you miss me

Put me down on history

I feel such a reject now

Get yourself a life

I hope that you're sorry

For not accepting me

For not adoring me

That's why I'm not your wife

People are stranger

People in danger

People are stranger

People deranged or

I remember there was

Nothing I could ever do

Never could impress you

Even if I tried

Tell somebody who cares

Fill the room with empty stares

Go to bed and say my prayers

Keep them satisfied

People are stranger

People in danger

People are stranger

People deranged

Loud and clear I make my point my dear

I hope that you never

Get the things you wanted to

Now I cast a spell on you

Complicate your life

Hope you get a puncture

Everywhere you ever drive

Hope the sun beats down on you and

Skin yourself alive ...

Loud and Clear (The Cranberries)

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This Is A “Declaration” of “Doing All Right”

Two songs to reinforce and re-establish the "personableness" of this blog against the backdrop of politics and technology.

Harder. Better. Faster. Stronger.
Photo by Frederic della Faille

Disclaimer: The songs and lyrics are the property of the respective authors, artists and labels, and are provided here for informational and entertainment purposes only.

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Declaration (Words and music: Jon Black)

The Bonus track on Jon Black's newest album, "Goodbye Golden Age".

He wrote this song after having a fire drill at his office job, and, as he stood outside the building, decided that a cubicle wasn't for him. That night, he went home and wrote this song, the next day, he quit his desk job to pursue his love for music.

You've got to be kidding me
This can't be what I'm made for
To wake up and fall in line
Never feel or taste more

So I'm staring at the ocean tide
With this wind surrounding me
Let the restlessness inside
Lead to life abundantly

We're living in a land
where we go through these motions
just like fools, just like slaves
bound up, and shackled in these chains
this is a declaration

We want more
we want more
we want more
than this world can give

It's routine that's robbing us
it's routine some live for
'Cause routine is safe and calm
Ah, but we could ride this storm
but we're buried here alive
and we've got ourselves to blame
and we'll never feel the sun
and we'll never feel the rain

We're living in a land
where we go through these motions
just like fools, just like slaves
bound up and shackled in these chains
this is a declaration

We want more
we want more
we want more
than this world can give

We want more
we want more
we want more
than this world can give

We want more
we want more
we want more
than this world can give

We're living in a land
where we go through these motions
just like fools, just like slaves
bound up and shackled in these chains
this is a declaration

This is a declaration

We want more
we want more
we want more
than this world can give

We want more then this world can give
We want more then this world can give.

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Doing All Right (by: Queen)

Words and music by Brian May and Tim Staffell

"Doing All Right" was written by Brian May and Tim Staffell while in the pre-Queen band, Smile. The song changes many times throughout, from light pop music to acoustic guitars and even contains a section that could only be referred to as heavy metal. This is one of the few Queen songs to feature Brian May on the piano. (source: Wikipedia)

Yesterday my life was in ruin
Now today I know what I'm doing
Got a feeling I should be doing all right
Doing all right

Where will I be this time tomorrow?
Jumped in joy or sinking in sorrow
Anyway I should be doing all right
Doing all right

Should be waiting for the sun
Looking round to find the words to say
Should be waiting for the skies to clear
There ain't time in all the world

Should be waiting for the sun
And anyway I've got to hide away

Yesterday my life was in ruin
Now today God knows what I'm doing
Anyway I should be doing all right
Doing all right

Doing all right

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Where words fail, music triumphs.

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Blogging Posthaste with P2

This is exactly why I like this P2 WordPress theme! I can update from the homepage so long as I'm logged in. Now, I don't have to bore and pester my Twitter friends whenever I have not-so-short-and-sweet thoughts. :) Freedom from the pressure of the dashboard and the long and winding road of editing through that console is usually what makes me rather lazy whenever I had something in mind that I wanted to write. The moment I see that screen, I dread at the thought of clicking on save -- which to me seems to take forever. This is a whole lot better.

Now, if only I can find a way to add a title to each rush post. Hmmm. I'll figure that out soon, I'm pretty sure. Well, I'm off to the real world now. Catch you later, virtual friends. Hey, whatcha up to today? :)

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