Snowy Nights

Snowy Nights

My love for you is not loud
Some would argue that it doesn't even qualify as a whisper
It certainly is lazy
unwilling to lift a finger
Maybe it is just a tired
feeling that insists to linger
On snowy Tuesday nights


K, I'm getting good at this stuff. I crank these things out in like a minute or 2 and I don't even know what they are about or where they come from. The only thing I definitely know for sure is that they aren't any good. Oh well. Sometimes you just have to write for the sake of writing and sooner or later something good will come along.

The Wall

The Wall

The wall is fast approaching
It sits there
laughing at me as I run right up to it
It knows that I don't have the momentum to go over it
It knows that its going to stop me in my tracks


I dunno how much longer I can keep this streak up. I'm a very passionate person but I also like to take breaks from my passions from time to time. I've come up to a wall and I don't know what to write about anymore. I haven't really read much in the past week. I need some more inspiration. There is only so much a person can write about after watching the semi-finals of the American Gladiators. Boo me.

I Need to Study

I Need to Study

I need to study
there might be a pop quiz around the corner
I study your eyes
so that I can capture their wonder
I study your nose
so that I can memorize the lines
I study your lips
so that when you get so inclined
to be kissed... I won't miss it


Hmm... that didn't turn out the way I was planning it in my head. Oh well. I'll write that one some other day. The inspiration for this "thing" today is due to my desire to want to draw lately. For some odd reason, I feel like I should be able to draw my future girl. I don't mean that I should be able to draw her now because I don't know who she is yet, but that I should be able to draw her.
It's a very common theme in movies and tv shows. The guy makes some grand romantic gesture by drawing the girl in all her splendor and they end up together. I think there's something really fantastic (as in fantasy) about being able to draw your girl. One thing that I'm learning as I read about drawing and such is that to be able to draw something well, you really need to understand it. You need to know what it would look like rotated. You need to understand how it would look when light hits it from a certain angle. I think that really translates well when it comes to drawing your girl. It means that you know her. That you know every feature about her. You understand all the spatial relationships of her face and body... and maybe that means you know her mind and soul as well. I dunno.

40 days in a row! yay for me.

Apologies

Apologies

Hey dude, sorry man
Didn't think he would do that
My apologies


Oops. Some of my photoshop work has been released to the masses. I didn't think that would happen. I thought it would stay inside the circle.

Conditional Statements

Conditional Statements

If I changed...
If I could have looked you in the eye for just 2 seconds longer
If I was taller... or older maybe...
If I knew what your eyes were trying to tell me
If I remembered every word you said to me...
If I could figure out why you were crying
If I could make you stop wishing that you were dying...
then what?
I wish I knew...
so I could stop wondering.


I don't really know what that was about. I just started writing something as I listened to some girl cover Snow Patrol's Chasing Cars on Youtube.

Greatest Hits (2)

Greatest Hits (2)

We've seen each other for 12 days straight
who knew that two years later my heart would break
But back then we were both unawares
As both of us walked down a flight of stairs
You slow for a moment and let me through
so that I could go ahead and open the door for you


Lame. I know. Greatest hits 2. It's pretty pathetic about what I would call the great moments of my life. Oh well. Such is me.

Dota 6.50

Dota 6.50

There is a new map
So many changes were made
Where should I begin?


Lolz. I just wrote a haiku about Dota (a warcraft 3 custom map). That's totally sad.

My Left Eye

My Left Eye

My left eye twitches
It does as it wishes
sleep does not stop it
I give up, I forfeit


My left eye has been twitching for a while. I don't think I'm getting enough sleep and I think I'm reading more than my eyes are ready to handle. Oh well. I just wanted to get something fast out today. I can't believe I've written over 30 pieces of junk already this year.

Greatest Hits (1)

Greatest Hits (1)

1 trip under taken
traveling out to see you
2 days journey
grain, hills, mountains, you
3 am on a thursday morning
once upon a summer
4 hours until you leave
what a total bummer
5 minutes of hesitation
wondering what should be my next step
6 seconds of great joy
as I cover you with a blanket as you slept
7 am rolls along
you awake and I pretend I'm sleeping
8 o'clock-- you're gone
and so begins my weeping


Lol. I totally didn't know what I was gonna write about today. I wanted to do something like Charlie's greatest hits on Lost season 3 and have a series of poems where I write about great moments in my life (of course... with a little extra colour), but I didn't really know what I was doing. Oh well. It was fun to write. I love how I rhymed "you" with "you" and "summer" with "bummer". I'm awesome.

The Giants

The Giants

The underdogs today
fighting against perfection
Giants: champions


Go giants. They won the super bowl a few minutes ago. I can't wait to see Brady crying in a corner.