January 2011
31 posts
I’m learning all about how to help people change. Yet, I feel as though I don’t know how to change anything myself.
Hey stranger, I wish I had come up to you. I like your style, but I feel like it’s not socially acceptable to introduce myself in this environment and interrupt your studies. Maybe if there was alcohol in the system, but that would be a pretty sad crutch, and probably just a placebo effect anyway. I don’t want to be a nuisance. Maybe next time, I’ll figure out a clever excuse to say hi. It’s harder than you might think. Maybe I can break this conditioning some day…
Poor business practices taint my view of a product. The other coffee shops in Lynchburg/Forest roast their own coffee as well, and it is equally as good…. and to my knowledge don’t have employees that are angry with their boss.
See my comment in the Disqus comments of the post. I didn’t say things would get better, but just said what if? What if you could change things. It’s not about that—it’s about relationships. And everyone has something to offer and can love and be loved. That I will always be convinced of. And that’s worthwhile.
Don’t kill yourself, friend. Even when it looks like relief, it won’t be. It will make your friends miss you. And they’ll be sad. But even more than that, don’t you want to know what if? What would have happened tomorrow, next year, in ten years? What if I held out just a little longer? What would things look like if they were better? What would better look like? Maybe better is in my grasp? It is. It really is. Love someone, learn you are loved, and stay alive. k? k.
dcu:
Because it hasn’t been relevant for the past 50 years…
Honestly this isn’t a story at all. They could have removed it 10 years ago and no one would have noticed. Hell, do parents know what the code is? Do they care? They’re probably just happy their kid is reading something.
The what?? I have tons of comics, and never noticed it…
It’s official, Hathaway is Selina Kyle. Tom Hardy who has been rumored to be about three different roles will play Bane.
I love Anne Hathaway. But she would not have been my pick. Not at all. But she’s shown her versatility in other roles and she’s a good actress so maybe I’ll be pleasantly surprised.
Not who I would have even imagined as Catwoman…. but I can see it working.
Love Your Customer Service RepNext time you call into a customer service department, know that you’re talking to a real live human being.
Thanks for reminding us that everybody’s a person and we all have a story. And thanks for calling.
Occasionally.
I’m going to build a monument to my fears
I’ll set it ablaze, but I won’t let it go.
I’m going to extinguish it with my tears.
Not that I want to, just something I know
The consequence of another New Year’s
Resolution I made with intent to forgo
Raise a glass, offer a toast and cheers
Before changes ensue, resume status quo
Ado, ado, speech like an auctioneer’s
It’s all just a haze, forgotten like a vocative O
O fear, O fear, so very, very cavalier
My threats overdue, my progress is woe
Yet, I look out as the smoke clears
Revolution I’ll wage, and fear outgrow
Eventually burn away these souvenirs
Carve out this tattoo, the end will be new
(c) 2011, Joshua S. Murray
(if you prefer to take poetry as is, with no author explanation of any sort, feel free to stop reading here… I don’t explain the meaning below, but do discuss some structural elements)
I haven’t often written multiple drafts for a poem, even know that I should. This one certainly needed it though (It may get another revision some other time, but who knows?) and it’s now a couple days after I wrote the first, which will probably stay buried in my computer unless my hard drive survives and I am famous posthumously. I anticipate neither. About the poem, it started as probably my most complicated rhyme scheme, and though I simplified it from the first draft to give it better flow, there are still some surprises, with a handful of rhymes or slant rhymes not obvious immediately. The obvious rhyme scheme is ABAB, but there is a sub-scheme too. The final line breaks the rhyme scheme as a means of symbolism.
There was a time when I heard you calling out my name
But these days I’m not so sure
When the room went dark and your voice was gone, I heard you all the same
But these days I’m not so sure
I knew I could remember your bedroom and your touch
But these days I’m not so sure
Definitely was the word I used far too much
Cause these days I’m not so sure
I bummed expensive cigarettes
I wrote John Steinbeck’s books
I undressed someone’s daughter and then complained about her looks
Stealing was so easy then I wish that it still were
Now as I pick my own pocket I know these days I’m not so sure
The church was my kitchen, the world was my church
But these days I’m not so sure
The choirs I would listen, the briers I would search
But these days I’m not so sure
I sacrificed my sister, I prayed my own soul to keep
I told my dying father that a man should never weep
Breathing was so easy then I wish that it still were
Now as the breeze just makes me colder, I know these days I’m not so sure
So if you see me tripping, I’ve forgotten how to walk
and I spend my days wishing after her
My steps are without rhythm and her name is drawn in chalk
as these days I’m not so sure
I drank my wine for breakfast every morning I was born
in the black electric winter my back was always warm
Sleeping was so easy then I wish that it still were
Now in my sleepless bedroom, I know these days I’m not so sure
I’m tired of life passing me by. Someone queue the soundtrack, it’s time for an action sequence.
