Bite Me,
the Danger Magnet,
I don't want a Hot Dog,
I want a Bear Hug,
and to Play Safe,
with a Smooth Operator,
and a Wanna Bet girl
I'll Feel Better
when i know i'm with you
Nobody Likes You, Hot Dog
So why should I
Friday, November 21, 2008
Friday, November 14, 2008
Kurt Vonschnitzel
It all started that crisp winter evening. Lily and Riley were throwing a Christmas party and they locked me in the attic so I wouldn’t get into mischief while they were preoccupied with their guests. They learned the hard way that letting me roam around during the parties wasn’t a good idea. You see, I have a thing for food, so whenever I smell something REALLY good, I go crazy and nothing can stand in my way until I get to that food. So after the first few dinner parties ended in disaster, they tried locking me in various rooms. I eventually found my way out of them all, but the only one that has given me a mound of trouble is the attic. It’s very dull and boring up in the attic. There is not one morsel of food, only the boxes filled with long forgotten knick-knacks and gizmos, the crates of comic books from when Riley was a boy, and the humongous Victorian mirror that stretched way up to the ceiling. The only light comes from the tiny skylight, and by now it is so covered in dust, spider webs, and who knows what else, that only a faint glow of light peeks through. It is very lonely up in the attic, as the only company I have is the lone rat or spider, and believe me, they are gigantic and repulsive and you had best stay away from them. Since Lily loves to throw parties, I’m stuck in the attic most of the time.
The smells wafting up from the dinning room are enough to drive anyone crazy, and since my sniffer is sensitive and sharp, it picks up those smells even clearer. This evening Lily’s feast is a roast duck, stuffed with various spices, herbs and veggies. On the side are mashed potatoes with thick, sumptuous gravy, sweet corn, and warm buttermilk biscuits. I can feel the craziness bubbling up from inside me, the smells are just too good to ignore. I jump up onto the makeshift stairway that I made out of the many boxes scattered around. I finally finished it the last time I was up here, so I haven’t been able to test it out. I have a map of my direct route to the dining room fresh in my head and as I’m clambering up the boxes I run through it once more. I push open the dusty skylight, dust imbedding itself into my golden fur so it looks like I have bad dandruff. I jump up onto the rooftop, the crisp winter air clearing my head, but only for a moment. And then I’m off running across the roof, my feet pitter-pattering against the thin layer of ice.
I jump suddenly as my spy phone rings. Yes, I am a secret agent. I work for the CIS, or Canine Investigation Squad. And yes I am a dog. The names Vonschnitzel, Kurt Vonschnitzel. No that’s not my real name. If I tell it to you, I
know you will laugh, like pee in your pants laugh. I answer the spy phone and who might be on the other line, but my good pal Mojo. “Hey Kurt, we need you at the
McGregory house, boss says there are a few men sneaking about. Wants to know what’s up.” “Kay, be right over.” I hang up the spy phone and shimmy down the nearest drain pipe. I hate leaving behind all that delicious food, but a mission comes before food, no matter what my stomach tells me. Besides, if we do a good job on this mission, the boss will make us a feast even bigger than the one back home.
Thankfully, I don’t have to run very far. The McGregory’s live about five houses away. Their house is a large, white, Italianate Victorian, which means, that the windows and rooms are all symmetrical, they are spacious and have high ceilings. It’s one of my all time dream homes.
As I near their house I slow down. I creep around to the back, and crawl through the hole in the fence that Moo, Maxwell, the McGregory’s daschund, and I dug long ago. The McGregory’s were away for Christmas vacation and no one was there to watch the house. “Hey, over here.” Mojo hissed from behind a pomegranate tree. His muzzle was all red from eating one two many pomegranates. I dart over, making as little noise as I dared. “Hey, what’s the status?” I ask, in barely more than a whisper. “The boss says that two men were sighted prowling around the yard tonight. They had on all black, carried guns, and each had a sack over their shoulder. Oh, and the scariest, and most suspicious thing of all, was that one of the guys had a limp and a scar going right through his right eye ” Mojo exclaimed. “Oh my god, like that guy the police have been trying to catch for over a month because he broke out of jail and has been trying to steal anything of value from targeted houses? ” I said in a rush. “Yeah, seems likely.” Mojo replied. Suddenly, a twig cracked to our right, and there they were, the two goons. Prowling through the night like cats stalking mice. Their voices were muffled by their midnight black scarfs so we couldn’t make out everything, but we did manage to hear words like rock, window, jewelry, safe, demolish ,escape.
I jumped suddenly as a sound of breaking class shattered the night. We looked towards the windows to see a giant gaping hole where, moments before, were giant panes of glass. The goons threw their sacks through first, and then clambered inside. Once we were sure they were in a different part of the house, we crept up to the window and jumped inside. All seemed normal except for the shattered glass on the ground.
We stole through the house, looking for any sign of danger. Once we knew the first floor was clear, we journeyed up to the second. As we neared the landing, we heard voices coming from one of the bed rooms. We peeked inside and what do
you know, there were the two hooligans, sifting through Mrs. McGregory’s jewelry box. We backed into another one of the rooms and tried to come up with a decent plan. “Ok, you give the boss the ok and tell him to call the police. Once the goons hear the sirens, they’ll try to escape. We have to distract them until the police can sort things out. If worst comes to worst, I will pull the lever on my spy phone and.......” I whispered. “No you can’t pull the lever That would be suicide ” Mojo whispered angrily. “If I have to sacrifice myself for the good of the mission, I will.” I hissed back. “Just signal the police and I’ll tell the boss the status.” I stalk to the opposite end of the room and call the boss. He picks up on the first ring and I explain the situation. Mojo sends out a distress signal to the nearest police station and then puts the spy phone away. “And now we wait.” he says. “And now we wait.” I reply.
We don’t have to wait long. Soon we hear sirens in the distance, getting closer by the minute. We rush into the hallway ready for the goons to come barging out any second. They stumbled out, cursing and shouting at each other. “How’d they find us?” One shouted. “I don’t know, but we got to get out of here.” The other replies. They try to hasten down the hallway, eager to escape, but they are laden with the heavy sacks full of jewelry and things of value. Halfway down the hallway, we bar the way, growling and barking. “Stupid dogs, get out of the way.” One yells. He aims a kick at me but I side step him easily. The heavy sack throws him off balance and I seize my chance and attack him. I scratch his face and he howls in pain. Meanwhile, Mojo has the other hoodlum cornered. He jumps and bites the man between his legs. He screams in pain and slumps to the floor. The other goon runs to his friends aid which was a mistake. He doesn’t see the bag of dropped possessions. He slips on it and bangs his head against the wall. He is immediately knocked unconscious. At that moment, the police charge up the stairs. They rush over and inspect the hooligans. We try to slip away unnoticed but to no avail. “Hey, you dogs, did you do this to these two criminals?” one of the cops asks. We nod our heads and smile sheepishly. “Thanks we owe you big time.” The cop pats our heads and we are dismissed.
We traipse down the stairs, not knowing what to do next. The front door is ajar and we make a beeline for the exit. As we step out into the light , we are greeted with applause and then Mary, Lily and Riley’s four year old daughter, runs up to me and gives me a great big hug. “Oh Puddles,” she says “You’re the bestest dog in the whole wide world.” I lick her face, only caring a little about Mojo’s snickering in the background.
After the police left, we all went back to my house for a celebration feast. We ate the leftover desserts from the long forgotten party. My favorites included schnitzel, mini fruit tarts, and Riley’s famous chocolate chip cookies. As I ate, and ate, and ate, I realized what a great life I had, and even though being locked in the attic all the time had its disadvantages, I loved being the dog I was and living with Lily and Riley.
The smells wafting up from the dinning room are enough to drive anyone crazy, and since my sniffer is sensitive and sharp, it picks up those smells even clearer. This evening Lily’s feast is a roast duck, stuffed with various spices, herbs and veggies. On the side are mashed potatoes with thick, sumptuous gravy, sweet corn, and warm buttermilk biscuits. I can feel the craziness bubbling up from inside me, the smells are just too good to ignore. I jump up onto the makeshift stairway that I made out of the many boxes scattered around. I finally finished it the last time I was up here, so I haven’t been able to test it out. I have a map of my direct route to the dining room fresh in my head and as I’m clambering up the boxes I run through it once more. I push open the dusty skylight, dust imbedding itself into my golden fur so it looks like I have bad dandruff. I jump up onto the rooftop, the crisp winter air clearing my head, but only for a moment. And then I’m off running across the roof, my feet pitter-pattering against the thin layer of ice.
I jump suddenly as my spy phone rings. Yes, I am a secret agent. I work for the CIS, or Canine Investigation Squad. And yes I am a dog. The names Vonschnitzel, Kurt Vonschnitzel. No that’s not my real name. If I tell it to you, I
know you will laugh, like pee in your pants laugh. I answer the spy phone and who might be on the other line, but my good pal Mojo. “Hey Kurt, we need you at the
McGregory house, boss says there are a few men sneaking about. Wants to know what’s up.” “Kay, be right over.” I hang up the spy phone and shimmy down the nearest drain pipe. I hate leaving behind all that delicious food, but a mission comes before food, no matter what my stomach tells me. Besides, if we do a good job on this mission, the boss will make us a feast even bigger than the one back home.
Thankfully, I don’t have to run very far. The McGregory’s live about five houses away. Their house is a large, white, Italianate Victorian, which means, that the windows and rooms are all symmetrical, they are spacious and have high ceilings. It’s one of my all time dream homes.
As I near their house I slow down. I creep around to the back, and crawl through the hole in the fence that Moo, Maxwell, the McGregory’s daschund, and I dug long ago. The McGregory’s were away for Christmas vacation and no one was there to watch the house. “Hey, over here.” Mojo hissed from behind a pomegranate tree. His muzzle was all red from eating one two many pomegranates. I dart over, making as little noise as I dared. “Hey, what’s the status?” I ask, in barely more than a whisper. “The boss says that two men were sighted prowling around the yard tonight. They had on all black, carried guns, and each had a sack over their shoulder. Oh, and the scariest, and most suspicious thing of all, was that one of the guys had a limp and a scar going right through his right eye ” Mojo exclaimed. “Oh my god, like that guy the police have been trying to catch for over a month because he broke out of jail and has been trying to steal anything of value from targeted houses? ” I said in a rush. “Yeah, seems likely.” Mojo replied. Suddenly, a twig cracked to our right, and there they were, the two goons. Prowling through the night like cats stalking mice. Their voices were muffled by their midnight black scarfs so we couldn’t make out everything, but we did manage to hear words like rock, window, jewelry, safe, demolish ,escape.
I jumped suddenly as a sound of breaking class shattered the night. We looked towards the windows to see a giant gaping hole where, moments before, were giant panes of glass. The goons threw their sacks through first, and then clambered inside. Once we were sure they were in a different part of the house, we crept up to the window and jumped inside. All seemed normal except for the shattered glass on the ground.
We stole through the house, looking for any sign of danger. Once we knew the first floor was clear, we journeyed up to the second. As we neared the landing, we heard voices coming from one of the bed rooms. We peeked inside and what do
you know, there were the two hooligans, sifting through Mrs. McGregory’s jewelry box. We backed into another one of the rooms and tried to come up with a decent plan. “Ok, you give the boss the ok and tell him to call the police. Once the goons hear the sirens, they’ll try to escape. We have to distract them until the police can sort things out. If worst comes to worst, I will pull the lever on my spy phone and.......” I whispered. “No you can’t pull the lever That would be suicide ” Mojo whispered angrily. “If I have to sacrifice myself for the good of the mission, I will.” I hissed back. “Just signal the police and I’ll tell the boss the status.” I stalk to the opposite end of the room and call the boss. He picks up on the first ring and I explain the situation. Mojo sends out a distress signal to the nearest police station and then puts the spy phone away. “And now we wait.” he says. “And now we wait.” I reply.
We don’t have to wait long. Soon we hear sirens in the distance, getting closer by the minute. We rush into the hallway ready for the goons to come barging out any second. They stumbled out, cursing and shouting at each other. “How’d they find us?” One shouted. “I don’t know, but we got to get out of here.” The other replies. They try to hasten down the hallway, eager to escape, but they are laden with the heavy sacks full of jewelry and things of value. Halfway down the hallway, we bar the way, growling and barking. “Stupid dogs, get out of the way.” One yells. He aims a kick at me but I side step him easily. The heavy sack throws him off balance and I seize my chance and attack him. I scratch his face and he howls in pain. Meanwhile, Mojo has the other hoodlum cornered. He jumps and bites the man between his legs. He screams in pain and slumps to the floor. The other goon runs to his friends aid which was a mistake. He doesn’t see the bag of dropped possessions. He slips on it and bangs his head against the wall. He is immediately knocked unconscious. At that moment, the police charge up the stairs. They rush over and inspect the hooligans. We try to slip away unnoticed but to no avail. “Hey, you dogs, did you do this to these two criminals?” one of the cops asks. We nod our heads and smile sheepishly. “Thanks we owe you big time.” The cop pats our heads and we are dismissed.
We traipse down the stairs, not knowing what to do next. The front door is ajar and we make a beeline for the exit. As we step out into the light , we are greeted with applause and then Mary, Lily and Riley’s four year old daughter, runs up to me and gives me a great big hug. “Oh Puddles,” she says “You’re the bestest dog in the whole wide world.” I lick her face, only caring a little about Mojo’s snickering in the background.
After the police left, we all went back to my house for a celebration feast. We ate the leftover desserts from the long forgotten party. My favorites included schnitzel, mini fruit tarts, and Riley’s famous chocolate chip cookies. As I ate, and ate, and ate, I realized what a great life I had, and even though being locked in the attic all the time had its disadvantages, I loved being the dog I was and living with Lily and Riley.
Sunday, August 31, 2008
Choices
I lay here
A broken body full of pain
Because of you my heart was renched apart
Why did you have to leave me
I know you probably had no choice
But everyone has a choice
You could have stayed
Put up with me for just a little longer
So as not to tear me in half
But no you had to go
You didn't even tell me why you left
You just said goodbye and walked away
You probably fell for another girl
One that was prettier, thats for sure
But would she love you as much as I did
I don't think so
So here I am
A crippled soul
You left me even though you might have had no choice
But the choices you made
Tore me in half
A broken body full of pain
Because of you my heart was renched apart
Why did you have to leave me
I know you probably had no choice
But everyone has a choice
You could have stayed
Put up with me for just a little longer
So as not to tear me in half
But no you had to go
You didn't even tell me why you left
You just said goodbye and walked away
You probably fell for another girl
One that was prettier, thats for sure
But would she love you as much as I did
I don't think so
So here I am
A crippled soul
You left me even though you might have had no choice
But the choices you made
Tore me in half
Saturday, August 30, 2008
Locked Up
If only you knew
The feelings I have for you
Then maybe you could tell me
That you love me too
Yet I shy away from all my feelings
And keep them locked up in a safe
I throw away the key
In a place where no one can find it
Not even me
Yet when I see you
These feelings come surfacing back
And it's hard to keep them buried deep
I want to say how much I care
Yet I'm to afraid to be rejected
Because then I'd feel so insecure
But oh, how these feelings rule my heart
And I can't decide what to do
I know so much yet so little about you
But I know enough that I want you to be mine
So I wait and wait for you to say something first
Yet you don't
I guess I'll just have to keep waiting
The feelings I have for you
Then maybe you could tell me
That you love me too
Yet I shy away from all my feelings
And keep them locked up in a safe
I throw away the key
In a place where no one can find it
Not even me
Yet when I see you
These feelings come surfacing back
And it's hard to keep them buried deep
I want to say how much I care
Yet I'm to afraid to be rejected
Because then I'd feel so insecure
But oh, how these feelings rule my heart
And I can't decide what to do
I know so much yet so little about you
But I know enough that I want you to be mine
So I wait and wait for you to say something first
Yet you don't
I guess I'll just have to keep waiting
My Love For You
Droplets of rain falling down
Mixing with my tears
Tears caused by you
You left though I know you had no choice
You walked out of my life
Yet you're still in my heart
The image of you
Keeps fading
The only way to sharpen it
Is to see you again
That won't happen for a while
That I am sure of
What I am not sure of
Is what I am feeling
I'm not sure if I am sad or happy
Sad because my time with you has come to an end
Or happy because I will see you again
Even if it won't be for a while
These feelings tumble around inside me
Fighting for space
Which one will win
I am not sure
Whichever one wins though
Won't totally rule my heart
Because there is an even bigger feeling
Rooted deep down in my heart
It won't move over for anything
This feeling will rule my heart for as long as I stand before you
And that feeling
Is love
Mixing with my tears
Tears caused by you
You left though I know you had no choice
You walked out of my life
Yet you're still in my heart
The image of you
Keeps fading
The only way to sharpen it
Is to see you again
That won't happen for a while
That I am sure of
What I am not sure of
Is what I am feeling
I'm not sure if I am sad or happy
Sad because my time with you has come to an end
Or happy because I will see you again
Even if it won't be for a while
These feelings tumble around inside me
Fighting for space
Which one will win
I am not sure
Whichever one wins though
Won't totally rule my heart
Because there is an even bigger feeling
Rooted deep down in my heart
It won't move over for anything
This feeling will rule my heart for as long as I stand before you
And that feeling
Is love
Broken
You left me standing in the rain
A broken heart full of pain
I wondered if you'd ever come back
Or if my waiting was for nothing
My hopes and dreams were shattered that day
My hopes for the future and my dreams for today
Your dazzeling smile stabed right at my soul
And your brilliant blue eyes seemed brighter than gold
My heart was filled to burst
So you'd be able to do your worst
By leaving me you cut me open
A cut that left me sad and broken
Until you come back I can not heal
I'll be at a place where theres nothing I can't feel
I'll feel sadness and pain
And sorrow and hurt
But the biggest thing I'll feel
Is my love for you
That feeling will leave me dead and crippled
Until you come back to put me back together
It might take days or it might take years
But I'll wait for you
That's all a broken heart can do
A broken heart full of pain
I wondered if you'd ever come back
Or if my waiting was for nothing
My hopes and dreams were shattered that day
My hopes for the future and my dreams for today
Your dazzeling smile stabed right at my soul
And your brilliant blue eyes seemed brighter than gold
My heart was filled to burst
So you'd be able to do your worst
By leaving me you cut me open
A cut that left me sad and broken
Until you come back I can not heal
I'll be at a place where theres nothing I can't feel
I'll feel sadness and pain
And sorrow and hurt
But the biggest thing I'll feel
Is my love for you
That feeling will leave me dead and crippled
Until you come back to put me back together
It might take days or it might take years
But I'll wait for you
That's all a broken heart can do
Do You Need Me
I see him standing there
The handsome prince in my dreams
Yet he's not a prince at all
Just a normal person
Who walked into my life
But to me he's more than that
He's more than the deep blue pools
That are his eyes
More than his ruffled hair
And brilliant smile
That makes the sun look like it's just
A faint glowing sphere
He is a part of me
Something that I can't live without
Like a vital organ
That can keep me alive
Without him I am nothing
Just a lone shadow
Following the path of life
Yet I don't know if he needs me
Or if I'm just a nuisence
Who gets in the way
I don't know what to think
I know what I want to think
But it might not be true
So why should I keep hoping
I keep hoping because hope is a light in the darkness
And it keeps away the fear
That threatens to overwhlelm me
When all hope is lost
So I need you desperatly as you can see
But the question is
Do you need me
The handsome prince in my dreams
Yet he's not a prince at all
Just a normal person
Who walked into my life
But to me he's more than that
He's more than the deep blue pools
That are his eyes
More than his ruffled hair
And brilliant smile
That makes the sun look like it's just
A faint glowing sphere
He is a part of me
Something that I can't live without
Like a vital organ
That can keep me alive
Without him I am nothing
Just a lone shadow
Following the path of life
Yet I don't know if he needs me
Or if I'm just a nuisence
Who gets in the way
I don't know what to think
I know what I want to think
But it might not be true
So why should I keep hoping
I keep hoping because hope is a light in the darkness
And it keeps away the fear
That threatens to overwhlelm me
When all hope is lost
So I need you desperatly as you can see
But the question is
Do you need me
Thursday, August 21, 2008
Summer Memories
Why did you have to walk into my life
That eventful summer day
You with your perfect smile
That twinkle in your eyes
Why did you have to tease me
In that annoying but lovely way
Your perfect laugh would hang in the air
Or was it just my imagination
Everyone seemed to notice
That something was up between us
Something like true love
Or at least I wanted to believe
If you never walked into my life
I wouldn't have fallen madly in love
And maybe today I wouldn't still be in love with a guy
With a perfect laugh
Twinkling eyes
And a smile that would send shivers down my spine
Whenever I laid eyes on it
That eventful summer day
You with your perfect smile
That twinkle in your eyes
Why did you have to tease me
In that annoying but lovely way
Your perfect laugh would hang in the air
Or was it just my imagination
Everyone seemed to notice
That something was up between us
Something like true love
Or at least I wanted to believe
If you never walked into my life
I wouldn't have fallen madly in love
And maybe today I wouldn't still be in love with a guy
With a perfect laugh
Twinkling eyes
And a smile that would send shivers down my spine
Whenever I laid eyes on it
A Whole Year Away
Those days with you are always the best of days
Days when I can forget my troubles, if only for a while
Those days with you are filled with love and laughter
And tennis, don't forget tennis
We meet at the courts at nine AM
And have the time of our lives
Teasing each other in a friendly way
But never wanting to admit to the other
The fellings that we share
But alas it can not last
For you live a whole world away
So one week with you is all I have
Until the lazy days of summer come back
A whole year away
Days when I can forget my troubles, if only for a while
Those days with you are filled with love and laughter
And tennis, don't forget tennis
We meet at the courts at nine AM
And have the time of our lives
Teasing each other in a friendly way
But never wanting to admit to the other
The fellings that we share
But alas it can not last
For you live a whole world away
So one week with you is all I have
Until the lazy days of summer come back
A whole year away
Tuesday, July 22, 2008
Tennis
A toss of the ball
A swing of the raquet
The pop as it flys of the strings
The bounce of the ball
As it hits the clay courts
And seeing it fly back to me
The forehand
The backhand
The volley and serve
The alleys
The net
The base line and net posts
All come together
When you play one game
Tennis, the game I play
A swing of the raquet
The pop as it flys of the strings
The bounce of the ball
As it hits the clay courts
And seeing it fly back to me
The forehand
The backhand
The volley and serve
The alleys
The net
The base line and net posts
All come together
When you play one game
Tennis, the game I play
Monday, July 21, 2008
You Left Before I Had The Time
You left before I had the time
to say the things that were on my mind
If you were ever to come back
I'd make sure to say them in a snap
Because you came and left me
In such a rush
I'd be afraid
That you would leave before I had the time
To say the things that were on my mind
to say the things that were on my mind
If you were ever to come back
I'd make sure to say them in a snap
Because you came and left me
In such a rush
I'd be afraid
That you would leave before I had the time
To say the things that were on my mind
A Snowy Forest
The jingle of harness bells,breaking
and adding to the silence
awaken the forest on a snowy evening
The birds that have just settled down
in the warm comfort of their homes
awaken with an angry shriek
The deer bolt gracefully away
into the cover of the
frost covered pine trees
A fox peeks out of his burrow
to see what all the commotion
is about
A sleigh rides by
the harness bells jingeling
A man winks at the fox
who quickly goes back into his burrow
and adding to the silence
awaken the forest on a snowy evening
The birds that have just settled down
in the warm comfort of their homes
awaken with an angry shriek
The deer bolt gracefully away
into the cover of the
frost covered pine trees
A fox peeks out of his burrow
to see what all the commotion
is about
A sleigh rides by
the harness bells jingeling
A man winks at the fox
who quickly goes back into his burrow
Friday, July 18, 2008
IDK help me with one
Surely you knew I existed
Surley you knew I was there
Then why did you always ignore me
Even when you said you cared
We were perfect for each other
Thats what all my friends said
I agreed with them
But I guess you didn't
You used to love me
Or at least thats what you told me
It was a joke to you all along
Why couldn't I see?
So now things are different
I have no one to love
If you ever came back
We could fly like a dove
Surley you knew I was there
Then why did you always ignore me
Even when you said you cared
We were perfect for each other
Thats what all my friends said
I agreed with them
But I guess you didn't
You used to love me
Or at least thats what you told me
It was a joke to you all along
Why couldn't I see?
So now things are different
I have no one to love
If you ever came back
We could fly like a dove
Thursday, July 17, 2008
Waiting
Here I wait
Swaying with the gentle breeze
A sweet smell fills the air
All around me
I wait
Bees come buzzing by
And take pollen from
The many flowers
I wait
All is still
Not a cricket chirps
Or a bird sings
I wait
Slowly the sun
Starts to rise
Bathing everything in
A pink and orange glow
I still wait
The sun is rising higher
The crickets start to chirp
And the birds start to sing
Everything comes alive
My wait is over
Swaying with the gentle breeze
A sweet smell fills the air
All around me
I wait
Bees come buzzing by
And take pollen from
The many flowers
I wait
All is still
Not a cricket chirps
Or a bird sings
I wait
Slowly the sun
Starts to rise
Bathing everything in
A pink and orange glow
I still wait
The sun is rising higher
The crickets start to chirp
And the birds start to sing
Everything comes alive
My wait is over
Wednesday, July 16, 2008
Leaving Me
The day you left I will always remember
I'll remember how akward it was between the two of us
The way you shuffled your feet and held your hands together
How you couldn't quite say what you wanted to say
How I never found out why you left me
I'll always wonder why
I also remember the way we used to be
Laughing at each others jokes
Asking non-important questions just to hear the others voice
Sitting, holding hands, and always staring into each others eyes
I'll rember the way you huged me
Whenever we had to part ways
Wishing that we could have more time together
I wish you hadn't left me
But I guess it was for the best
Maybe one day
Things could go back to
The way they used to be
I'll remember how akward it was between the two of us
The way you shuffled your feet and held your hands together
How you couldn't quite say what you wanted to say
How I never found out why you left me
I'll always wonder why
I also remember the way we used to be
Laughing at each others jokes
Asking non-important questions just to hear the others voice
Sitting, holding hands, and always staring into each others eyes
I'll rember the way you huged me
Whenever we had to part ways
Wishing that we could have more time together
I wish you hadn't left me
But I guess it was for the best
Maybe one day
Things could go back to
The way they used to be
Work in Progress
The most difficult of the dinner parties i ruin are usually around Christmas. Ann and Ryan lock me in the attic so i won't get into mischief while they are preocupied with their guests. It is very dull and boring up in the attic, and the only company I have is the lone rat or spider. I like to be involved in the dinner partys as well so I slide open the window and drop down onto the roof below. Once there, i can slide in through Ann and Ryans bedroom window and make my way down to the living room. They guests stare at me as i walk by. I am used to this by now, but when i first started my career as a dinner party ruiner, i felt very offended. It was like they had never seen a dog before. To be continued.......
Tuesday, July 15, 2008
Is There A Reason
I wonder why everything dies
And starts a new beginning all the time
Why do i get a hole in my heart
As the person i love slips away
When my heart starts to ache
And the tears start to fall
You'll know I'm feeling saddness
In my heart right now
Just tell me it's ok
And that everything will be alright
And tommarow will come
In a whole new way
And starts a new beginning all the time
Why do i get a hole in my heart
As the person i love slips away
When my heart starts to ache
And the tears start to fall
You'll know I'm feeling saddness
In my heart right now
Just tell me it's ok
And that everything will be alright
And tommarow will come
In a whole new way
Monday, July 14, 2008
All You Need Is Love
Some say love should be cherished and adored
He O Shakespear wrote about love and swords
As Shakespear said, the course of true love never did run smooth
Keep that in mind and you will be moved
Extract all your thoughts that say love should be neglected
Sometimes love can cause things that are very unexpected
People dote on each other for many reasons
Expect many things during each love season
Always pay the closest attention
Remember that emotions are important when it comes to affection
Expect devotion and romance when you are in love BECAUSE......
ALL YOU NEED IS LOVE!!
He O Shakespear wrote about love and swords
As Shakespear said, the course of true love never did run smooth
Keep that in mind and you will be moved
Extract all your thoughts that say love should be neglected
Sometimes love can cause things that are very unexpected
People dote on each other for many reasons
Expect many things during each love season
Always pay the closest attention
Remember that emotions are important when it comes to affection
Expect devotion and romance when you are in love BECAUSE......
ALL YOU NEED IS LOVE!!
The Hidden Jewels of Ellesmera
A twig snapped. Sulphur whipped around and his golden eyes pierced the darkness, looking for the source of the noise. Brazzle spread her wings and circled above him, searching as well. All was still. Not a leaf swayed of a bush rustle. A cockroach darted out from behind a bush and Sulphur crushed it with his large talon. Suddenly, a cry pierced the night air not to far away. "Brazzle get down here now, they found us!", Sulphur cried. Brazzle dove out of the sky headed straight for Sulphur. She landed on his back and folded her wings tightly to her sides. Her oak colored eyes were alert and darting around. "Hold on tight", Sulphur said as he prepared to take off. Brazzle dug her talons into Sulphur’s back, but he couldn’t feel it because of his tough, golden, dragon scales. Sulphur dug his back talons into the dirt and shot into the air. "How did they find us, we left no trail?", Sulphur yelled above the whipping wind. "I don’t know. They must have brought Fundor and Beroan." Brazzle yelled back. "You mean those Sinistra? I hear they have....." Sulphur was cut short as a briarwood arrow whizzed past his head. "They’re shooting!" Brazzle screamed. "We must take shelter within the trees!" Sulphur went into a dive. Right before they hit the trees Sulphur was hit by an arrow that pierced his heart.
To be Continued.....
To be Continued.....
Butterfly Wings
Butterfly Wings
Glistening in the sweet sunlight,
Flapping up and down maliciously
Bright streams of spirited colors flashing this way and that
North, South, East, West
Grace and beauty are blessed upon these
As they depart from one flower to the next
Its radiant design pulls it all together
Butterfly Wings
Glistening in the sweet sunlight,
Flapping up and down maliciously
Bright streams of spirited colors flashing this way and that
North, South, East, West
Grace and beauty are blessed upon these
As they depart from one flower to the next
Its radiant design pulls it all together
Butterfly Wings
Beachalicious Perfection
The perfect day would be….
Running through the hot sand
Having it run between my toes
The sun warming my face as I run to and fro
The smell of the salty sea , the waves beating
Against the rocky beach, never ceasing
A sandcastle tournament, girls against boys
The sand sticking to every part of us
Boat rides and cheesy fries
The juiciest watermelon you’ve ever tasted
The juices dribbling down my chin
Watching for a spout of water
To come shooting out of the sand
Knowing somewhere, buried deep
A clam has been disturbed
Finally, going home, feeling satisfied
Knowing that tomorrow will be just as perfect
Running through the hot sand
Having it run between my toes
The sun warming my face as I run to and fro
The smell of the salty sea , the waves beating
Against the rocky beach, never ceasing
A sandcastle tournament, girls against boys
The sand sticking to every part of us
Boat rides and cheesy fries
The juiciest watermelon you’ve ever tasted
The juices dribbling down my chin
Watching for a spout of water
To come shooting out of the sand
Knowing somewhere, buried deep
A clam has been disturbed
Finally, going home, feeling satisfied
Knowing that tomorrow will be just as perfect
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