7.24.2011
pixie!
7.22.2011
Thornton my Cactus
7.16.2011
Lullaby Town
I woke up this morning craving innocence. Innocence like a disney movie, or chocolate chip cookies from mom. But considering I couldn't get either of these, I read. My Grandma gave me this poetry book from the 60’s titled – “The Best Loved Poems of the American People.” In my search I opened to a random page and found this poem, ‘Lullaby Town’ by John Irving Diller. Apparently the American people are craving innocence too. Enjoy.
Lullaby Town.
There’s a quaint little place they call Lullaby Town.
It’s just back of those hills where the sunsets go down.
It’s streets are of silver, it’s buildings of gold,
And it’s palaces dazzling things to behold;
There are dozens of spires, housing musical chimes;
It’s people are folk from the Nursery Rimes,
And at night it’s alight, like a garden of gleams,
With fairies, who bring the most wonderful dreams.
The Sandman is Mayor, and he rules like a King.
The climate’s so balmy that, always, it’s spring,
And it’s never too cold, and it’s never too hot,
And I’m told that there’s nowhere a prettier spot;
All in and about it are giant old trees,
Filled with radiant birds that will sing when you please;
But the strange thing about it – this secret, pray, keep –
Is, it never awakes till the world is asleep.
So when night settles down, all its lights snap aglow,
And it’s streets fill with people who dance to and fro.
Mother Goose, Old King Cole and his fiddlers three,
Miss Muffet, Jack Sprat and his wife, scamper free,
With a whole host of others, a boisterous crew,
Not forgetting the Old Lady Who Lived in a Shoe
And her troublesome brood who, with brownie and sprite,
Go trooping the streets, a bewildering sight.
There’s a peddler who carries, strapped high on his back,
A bundle. Now, guess what he has in that pack.
There’s a crowd all about him a-buying his wares,
And they’re grabbing his goods up in threes and in pairs.
No, he’s not peddling jams nor delectable creams.
Would you know what he’s selling? Just wonderful dreams!
There are dreams for a penny and dreams that cost two;
And there’s no two alike, and they’re sure to come true;
And the buyers fare off with a toss of the head,
And they visit the Sandman, then hie them to bed;
For there’s nothing to do in this land of Bo-Peep,
But to frolic and sing and then go off to sleep!
7.14.2011
Elbow - One Day Like This
Blinking in the morning sun
Shaking off the heavy one
Heavy like a loaded gun
What made me behave that way?
Using words I never say
I can only think it must be love
Oh, anyway, it's looking like a beautiful day
Someone tell me how I feel
It's silly wrong but vivid right
Oh, kiss me like the final meal
Yeah, kiss me like we die tonight
Cause holy cow, I love your eyes
And only now I see the light
Yeah, lying with me half-awake
Oh, anyway, it's looking like a beautiful day
When my face is chamois-creased
If you think I'll wink, I did
Laugh politely at repeats
Yeah, kiss me when my lips are thin
Cause holy cow, I love your eyes
And only now I see you like
Yeah, lying with me half-awake
Stumbling over what to say
Well, anyway, it's looking like a beautiful day
So throw those curtains wide!
One day like this a year'd see me right!