Wednesday, May 19, 2010


i feel like it's been months since i've written a poem and sat back (almost) fully pleased with the conclusion my hand and heart came to.

i thought maybe college was sapping my inspiration.  

as summer starts and i'm back home, i really hope i was onto something there.

Friday, May 14, 2010

i think i'm in love...

i want music to be my muse.

Tuesday, May 11, 2010

here's 2 cents. buy yourself something Nice.

why this obsession with finger-pointing-name-calling-mayhem-and-discord?

correct me if i'm wrong, but that's never been real love.

Monday, May 10, 2010

Winthrop brought the Straus Cup home again. I had a victory of my own.

This afternoon, it was so easy to be myself.  To be around people and not succumb to the process of fading into the woodwork.  To laugh with (in)complete strangers, to have conversations about Throptalk and trumpet fanfares (or lack thereof), to be loud and crazy and witty and free.

Why can't it be like that all the time?

Saturday, May 8, 2010

Internal Conflict (B-side)

the dust has cleared and confusion has dissipated.

the impending decision lay before me / the life i knew and loved lay behind me.

i had two choices.  i could stay where i was, be happy where i was.  run in the same circles i've been used to.  or i could leave that behind to follow after what a FatherUnseen has desired for me.  an uncertain path, stretched out to OnlyHeKnowsWhere..

i stood in the middle, feeling saddened to the nth / knowing what the eventual choice would be.

here i am, a little bit later.  i've packed up said my goodbyes and i've begun this Journey started walking toward this existence the FatherUnseen wants me to chase.

&i'm learning every day that Listening to HisVoice is the hardestmostnecessary thing we must do in the land of the living.