6.4.01

statue (a haiku)

a diligent man,
waiting so quietly for...
well, i don't know what

5.4.01

just a slip of the tongue--

a lapse in alertness, miss,
just a slip of the tongue--
a misbegotten kiss;
just a nymphet that stung.
after miles of mazes,

after miles of mazes,
and myriad phrases unuttered;
after acres of haze,
and hundreds of ways that i sputtered;
after gallons of gray,
i fin'ly found the words to say.
~~~~~~~~

too often i have problems finding something to talk about with someone that i would like to talk to more. this is the story of how, despite ample opportunity, i could manage to not talk to a particular person in one of my classes until 2/3 of the way through the semester. but i did, at least. maybe it gets easier from here on out. i sure as hell hope so.

mourning my misplaced creativity (i need introductory lines that don't sound cheesy. "nice weather, huh?" just doesn't seem to cut it),
J
the day that daddy drove away

silence underscored the theft,
for no more words were left to say
the day that daddy drove away;
darkness dug at those he disavowed,
but silver lined the clouds of gray
the day that daddy drove away;
finally our lives were right--
we waved good-bye to trite decay
the day that daddy drove away.
~~~~~~~~

there you have it, my best attempt at an everclear song. just kidding. really, don't be worried about me or anything. the whole poem just sprouted from the refrain, which randomly popped into my head (i liked the alliteration); it's not based on a true story or anything. it's just a sad and hopeful poem about the breaking apart of an imaginary family. don't read too much into it. :)

love and light courseloads,
J

30.3.01

Bush pokes fun at his fumbled words

Share and share alike. Though he may not be the smartest cookie in the jar, I do give G.W. mad props for not taking himself too seriously. It makes sense, since hardly anyone else takes hhim seriously anyway. Being entertaining isn't exactly a requisite quality for a president, but it's better than nothing.

29.3.01

Unconscionable.

There won't be any economy when the Earth is unlivable (or when the rest of the world gets fed up with our crap and declares an all-out embargo, whichever comes first). Absolutely unconcscionable. There are pacific island nations that will be submerged if we don't do something about global warming soon, not to mention the other unknown effects that crap like this could cause. America would be better off without being so reliant on fossil fuels anyway. If it weren't for the oil lobby (and our incredibly corrupt legislative system), this wouldn't even be a problem. Harumph. Idiot.

Actually, I shouldn't be so hard on Dubya, since he almost certainly isn't making these decisions. Dick Cheney and the rest of the "Brain" Trust, however, deserve the Idiot tag and then some.


Say what you will about Clinton, but the man isn't stupid. Immoral, by most people's definition, sure. But not stupid. Give me immoral over stupid anyday (in a president, at least). Of course, I think nearly every politician is immoral, and the things they do are much more damaging to the country and the world than, say, selling nights in the Lincoln Bedroom, or having an overactive libido.


Anywho, I've got to go take a nap or something.

love and SPF 100 sunscreen,
J

28.3.01

diamonds, cloaks and corsets

the lords and ladies dance around me
with problems primly painted over;
their words may echo twice as loudly
off the cloth that gleams like gold,
but diamonds, cloaks and corsets
only insulate the cold.