Monday, January 31, 2011
I need you so much closer
The Atlantic was born today and I'll tell you how...
The clouds above opened up and let it out.
I was standing on the surface of a perforated sphere
When the water filled every hole.
And thousands upon thousands made an ocean,
Making islands where no island should go.
Oh no.
Those people were overjoyed; they took to their boats.
I thought it less like a lake and more like a moat.
The rhythm of my footsteps crossing flatlands to your door have been silenced forever more.
The distance is quite simply much too far for me to row
It seems farther than ever before
Oh no.
I need you so much closer.
So come on.
The clouds above opened up and let it out.
I was standing on the surface of a perforated sphere
When the water filled every hole.
And thousands upon thousands made an ocean,
Making islands where no island should go.
Oh no.
Those people were overjoyed; they took to their boats.
I thought it less like a lake and more like a moat.
The rhythm of my footsteps crossing flatlands to your door have been silenced forever more.
The distance is quite simply much too far for me to row
It seems farther than ever before
Oh no.
I need you so much closer.
So come on.
The Unknown
She moves without purpose,
I cannot fathom the intent.
What is it that goes on at night?
I am so far away.
To close to say anything,
Doubting myself.
What is it that she want's?
Could this be possible?
Am I in a dream?
Yearn for the day,
You know how I feel.
I wish things were that simple,
Your mind is far from simple.
Your best attribute.
Sunday, January 30, 2011
Saturday, January 29, 2011
Friday, January 28, 2011
Crazy
I remember when, I remember, I remember when I lost my mind
There was something so pleasant about that place.
Even your emotions had an echo
In so much space
And when you're out there
Without care,
Yeah, I was out of touch
But it wasn't because I didn't know enough
I just knew too much
Does that make me crazy?
Possibly
probably
And I hope that you are having the time of your life
But think twice, that's my only advice
Come on now, who do you, who do you, who do you, who do you think you are,
Ha ha ha bless your soul
You really think you're in control
Well, I think you're crazy
I think you're crazy
I think you're crazy
Just like me
There was something so pleasant about that place.
Even your emotions had an echo
In so much space
And when you're out there
Without care,
Yeah, I was out of touch
But it wasn't because I didn't know enough
I just knew too much
Does that make me crazy?
Possibly
probably
And I hope that you are having the time of your life
But think twice, that's my only advice
Come on now, who do you, who do you, who do you, who do you think you are,
Ha ha ha bless your soul
You really think you're in control
Well, I think you're crazy
I think you're crazy
I think you're crazy
Just like me
Wednesday, January 26, 2011
Sunday, January 23, 2011
Saturday, January 22, 2011
Hotel made of rubbish
A NEW hotel has opened in the heart of Madrid proudly declaring that it's complete rubbish.
More of a wooden shack than a five-star establishment, the walls of the Beach Garbage Hotel are strewn with detritus dragged up by the tide, recovered from landfills or snapped up at flea markets.
Among the wall decorations: Plastic drums, wooden frames, musical instruments, striped socks, tyres, and children's books.
In the five rooms there are street lights, wobbly sideboards, and torn Persian rugs, ready to welcome the lucky winners of a Facebook competition whose prize was a free stay.
Out front, there is a small patch of sand and palm trees.
Located in the city centre's Plaza de Callao, it is the work of German artist Ha Schult, timed to coincide with Madrid's hosting of the annual international tourism trade fair.
"I created the Beach Garbage Hotel because the oceans of our planet are the biggest garbage dump," Mr Schult said.
Rosa Piqueras, spokeswoman for the environmental project, said the idea was to show something a little different from the ideal destinations touted by the tourism industry.
"We wanted to show what our holidays could become if we don't clean our beaches," she said.
About 30-40 per cent of the objects adorning the hotel were picked up from beaches in Britain, France, Germany, Italy and Spain. The dirtiest, said Piqueras, were the beaches in southern Italy.
Hotel notices warn guests of environmental developments, such as: "One Spaniard in 10 no longer goes to the beach because of their bad state. Fourteen per cent of Europeans do the same."
Article taken from - www.news.com.au
Link: http://www.news.com.au/travel/world/rubbish-hotel-opens-in-heart-of-madrid/story-e6frfqai-1225991806719
More of a wooden shack than a five-star establishment, the walls of the Beach Garbage Hotel are strewn with detritus dragged up by the tide, recovered from landfills or snapped up at flea markets.
Among the wall decorations: Plastic drums, wooden frames, musical instruments, striped socks, tyres, and children's books.
In the five rooms there are street lights, wobbly sideboards, and torn Persian rugs, ready to welcome the lucky winners of a Facebook competition whose prize was a free stay.
Out front, there is a small patch of sand and palm trees.
Located in the city centre's Plaza de Callao, it is the work of German artist Ha Schult, timed to coincide with Madrid's hosting of the annual international tourism trade fair.
"I created the Beach Garbage Hotel because the oceans of our planet are the biggest garbage dump," Mr Schult said.
Rosa Piqueras, spokeswoman for the environmental project, said the idea was to show something a little different from the ideal destinations touted by the tourism industry.
"We wanted to show what our holidays could become if we don't clean our beaches," she said.
About 30-40 per cent of the objects adorning the hotel were picked up from beaches in Britain, France, Germany, Italy and Spain. The dirtiest, said Piqueras, were the beaches in southern Italy.
Hotel notices warn guests of environmental developments, such as: "One Spaniard in 10 no longer goes to the beach because of their bad state. Fourteen per cent of Europeans do the same."
Article taken from - www.news.com.au
Link: http://www.news.com.au/travel/world/rubbish-hotel-opens-in-heart-of-madrid/story-e6frfqai-1225991806719
Ocean Breeze
Wind rushing, the pull of gravity.
Balloons float on by,
Unaware of their non-existent destination.
Small feet imprint the sand,
Millions of tiny grains creating this landscape.
Tidal pull creating the movement,
White wash spilling onto the shore.
I lick my lips and can taste the salt,
I breath in the fresh Ocean Breeze.
Grammar
Grammar is important. Capitalization is the difference between helping you Uncle Jack off a horse, and helping your uncle jack off a horse.
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