I wouldn't have to whine
if the sun would only shine.
But I guess that it does
pretty much all of the time.
That lucky old sun
just keeps rolling around,
so I guess it's the clouds
that are getting us down.
We think, "If I were homeless,
I could spend more time outside."
Okay, maybe we don't think that,
but we think along those lines.
If only, if only,
we didn't have to strive
as if it's such a chore
just being here, alive.
We're sick of first world stressors
but we don't want third world strife.
Is there a second world that's just right?
Or do we need a second life?
Showing posts with label mood. Show all posts
Showing posts with label mood. Show all posts
Sunday, March 9, 2014
Second World
Labels:
abundance,
change,
desire,
difficulty,
hope,
mood,
redemption,
work
Saturday, October 26, 2013
Thoughts
The days that are great only serve to confuse me on the days that are not.
I spend all my time trying to find out why I don't always feel so hot.
Maybe I just spend too much time with my thoughts.
I spend all my time trying to find out why I don't always feel so hot.
Maybe I just spend too much time with my thoughts.
Saturday, August 24, 2013
The Worst Feeling Of All
When you feel worse when you thought you'd feel better–
that's the worst feeling of all.
It's when you close your eyes, spread your arms to fly,
that you can't break your own fall.
that's the worst feeling of all.
It's when you close your eyes, spread your arms to fly,
that you can't break your own fall.
Monday, June 3, 2013
Plank
There's a plank in my eye,
and it hurts a lot,
but I think someone else
put this plank in this spot!
and it hurts a lot,
but I think someone else
put this plank in this spot!
Monday, March 11, 2013
Just Things
When the floor is clear and I can walk,
my head is clear to think and talk.
When my computer runs out of space
I feel so full behind my face.
When the snow begins to melt,
I feel alive as I've ever felt.
I feel like I'll explode or sing
depending on these things– just things!
my head is clear to think and talk.
When my computer runs out of space
I feel so full behind my face.
When the snow begins to melt,
I feel alive as I've ever felt.
I feel like I'll explode or sing
depending on these things– just things!
Friday, March 1, 2013
Comments
In the local, big-town newspaper,
with its articles online,
they let the people comment,
to say what's on their minds.
And sometimes it's just scary.
And sometimes it's just sad.
Sometimes they start an argument,
and everyone gets mad.
But sometimes they show kindness
if not humility.
And the comments stay there always
for everyone to see.
with its articles online,
they let the people comment,
to say what's on their minds.
And sometimes it's just scary.
And sometimes it's just sad.
Sometimes they start an argument,
and everyone gets mad.
But sometimes they show kindness
if not humility.
And the comments stay there always
for everyone to see.
Sunday, February 3, 2013
Get Inspired
If you need to get inspired
to get up off your duff
and your list of things to do
doesn't motivate enough
and you're not sure you can do it
and you start to get depressed
then click on over to YouTube
and watch a commencement address.
to get up off your duff
and your list of things to do
doesn't motivate enough
and you're not sure you can do it
and you start to get depressed
then click on over to YouTube
and watch a commencement address.
Friday, January 25, 2013
Sunshine Blues
I need a little bit of sunshine in my life.
I don't need parties. I don't need spice.
I just gotta have some vitamin D synthesized.
Oh, I need some sunshine in my life.
I don't need parties. I don't need spice.
I just gotta have some vitamin D synthesized.
Oh, I need some sunshine in my life.
Tuesday, January 22, 2013
If Gas Were Free
If gas were free
I would know this town,
not inside, but out,
just from driving up and down.
If gas were free
we'd wear out these treads--
like the back page of an atlas
that's been well used, well read.
If gas were free
we'd be in the car,
and you'd be soothed to sleep
by the tones of NPR.
I would know this town,
not inside, but out,
just from driving up and down.
If gas were free
we'd wear out these treads--
like the back page of an atlas
that's been well used, well read.
If gas were free
we'd be in the car,
and you'd be soothed to sleep
by the tones of NPR.
Tuesday, October 23, 2012
Blood-Chocolate Level
That's why I've been cranky–
my blood-chocolate was low!
That's why life was dim and dark.
I'm glad that now I know.
It's bad to be in a bad mood,
but you know what's even worse?
When you don't know why you're in it–
now that's a double curse.
my blood-chocolate was low!
That's why life was dim and dark.
I'm glad that now I know.
It's bad to be in a bad mood,
but you know what's even worse?
When you don't know why you're in it–
now that's a double curse.
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