The Slow and Somber Tale of Hope
It sounds nice when it is written down
and it probably could hold a nice tale
but The Slow and Somber Tales of Hope
won't have a meaningful place in my personal library.
No song,
nor story,
or even a poem
shall ever bear its name
in a context
having to do with theme.
And yet
as I write this
I almost wish it would,
Goodnight.
Everything's Going To be Okay
My alarm goes off at 9:30 every day.
I wake up at 9:30 every day.
Except today.
I had one of those dreams
where I was in a familiar place
but everything seemed new to me.
There were people there
who weren't really who they were
and saying things
that they wouldn't have said.
I don't know where I was going with this
but there was this girl
crying on my shoulder
but I couldn't quite remember
what made her cry
just that it seemed undeserved
and all I could do was hold her.
Comfort her.
Then take her for a walk outside
and tell her
everythings going to be okay.
"Everything's going to be okay."
You may go into the fields or down the lane, but don't go into Mr. McGregor's Garden or you will be put into a pie and eaten by that old man.
About Me
- justind.covey
- I enjoy watching MASH and reading the poetry of Charles Bukowski. I love learning and thinking about God and this odd little universe he created. And I am overwhelmed with joy that I can write an "About Me" section on a website and not care what any kids will think of me by reading it. The rest you'll have to learn for yourself.
Monday, July 23, 2007
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