If you've been reading the last couple Sound of My Day posts from the last couple weeks, you've by now realized that I'm hitting my favorite songs from one of my all time favorite albums ever and the artist happens to be Norah Jones. You all know that feeling you get when you can only … Continue reading “One Flight Down” ~ The Sound of My Day
Month: September 2018
A Good Time ~ Really Amusing Poetry
They looked at one another Up at the mountain And down at The bottle of tequila on the bar And they knew Just because It was a bad idea Didn't mean It wouldn't be a good time However The same logic Would make them rue Their choices Later that night Disclaimer: Any resemblance to stories … Continue reading A Good Time ~ Really Amusing Poetry
Love Is ~ Really Bad Poetry
Falling in love Is like Losing someone you know In one of those really big superstores Like Costco or Ikea Where you're running around Looking down every aisle At every sample station When in reality They're probably Right behind you the whole time Or on the other side of the store Doing the exact same … Continue reading Love Is ~ Really Bad Poetry
His Eyes ~ Really Bad Poetry
His eyes were like two Hazel circles with big black Dots in the middle
Eye Catching ~ Really Bad Poetry
She was lovely And just like those Pointy hook latches That used to hang on Screen doors When we were young Those hooks That would fly up when The door was banged open again She was perfect and Perfectly eye catching
Hoopty ~ Really Bad Poetry
Her vernacular And lexicon Was like You know Hoopty A F And was literally Like As bad as Whatever Or something
“Shoot the Moon” ~ The Sound of My Day
This song is not the only hauntingly lonely song from Norah Jones but it is one that has implied hope that I can never seem to get away from as it circles through the end of summer and that season, into fall (appropos, no?), and winter thinking on what had happened. He'd picked her like … Continue reading “Shoot the Moon” ~ The Sound of My Day
Abundance
Abundance is mine The harvest of my labors Is fruitful indeed
Don’t live with regrets
Don't live with regrets For a lifetime for things that Take moments to say
Somewhat Interesting
Somewhat Interesting Tells the tales Of rather interesting things That Somewhat Interesting's Seen, said, and done And oh! the smiles they bring . With animated hands and face And humor in green eyes The stories tell a different thing Than what that name implies . Tales of childhood shenanigans And grown shenanigans too All the … Continue reading Somewhat Interesting
