Father’s day mushy-ness

Posted: June 16, 2013 by Hannah in Family

You are superman 
Back before he had demons
You are donut cake
Before I stopped liking it
You are that female guidance counselor on a teen tv show 
When I thought she couldn’t be wrong
You are my favorite writer
If I didn’t I discover Fitzgerald 
Your old songs were my favorite
Before I first learned to love guitar
Your faith has always been an encouragement
Before I began to question it
You seem to always suffer in silence
Even when I didn’t think anyone knew how to be quiet
You are my dad
Which means a lot to me. 

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Don’t try to control what happens to you

Posted: March 18, 2012 by Madeline in Family

There’s a lot things that get tossed in front of us.

You plan out your day and then your mind gets lost in the things that pile up.

You have no control on what happens to you.

You may only follow through with what comes to you.

Follow it and it may be good and it may be bad but you just need to not hold back.

Things happen for a reason so instead of fighting it let it happen and maybe something good will come.

When nothing happens you try to put something in front of you.

But your mind is focusing on something different not the thing you planted in front of you.

So if you try to put something in front of your brain. Your brain trails off to somewhere else.

Don’t try to control what happens to you.

Peace and Happiness

Madeline

Life is Okay

Posted: March 16, 2012 by Madeline in Family

Things are…

Stuff is..

Life is okay…

Things are different from the outside.

On the outside things are normal.

But in the inside for some interesting reason you just have a slight sliver of hope

and you just want to smile or something.

Because of…

a song, a book, or even a movie.

That just makes you makes you want to cry, smile, laugh or all three.

It’s weird but it happens sometimes, to me at least.

If something happens that makes you want to do any of those…

just do it.

Peace and Happiness

Madeline

(Blank)

Posted: September 23, 2011 by INPB_93 in Family

“I’m drawing a blank…. If a blank could be drawn-”

“-But it can’t because you are saying it and not drawing it. So why say it?”

“Because if it’s blank you won’t even be able to tell that it’s drawn; Therefore, I shall need to inform you that a blank has been drawn to keep you in the know.  Right?”

“Wrong ’cause you’re ridiculous.”

“Do all of your comebacks have to include and insult?”

She paused to think, and, hey, while she was at it I thought I might as well too. I don’t know where we are and for all I know, we’re in a dream. That would explain why I can’t distinctly see the things around me.  Maybe, I am about to pass out from dizziness and that’s why things are very blurry and unclear. I tried to focus on the girl in front of me, but almost immediately after, I couldn’t see her much either clearly.

Beginning to panic, I felt shaky. I tried to remember where I was before this conversation. If I couldn’t remember where I was than maybe something weird happened like Inception and this is all just a bad dream.

“Are you okay? You don’t look okay.”

“Great, another insult,” I thought.

I didn’t have time to reply. I had to figure out how to fix this mess that was my train of thought. My head felt like a ton of bricks on my shoulders as I began to sway from side to side. The girl in front of me now can only be distinguished by the dirty blonde color of her hair and the blue shirt that she is wearing. Her voice becoming more distant and desperate as she tries to help me stay up right. She seemed to be calling out to me from several yards away, though, I thought she was right next to me.  My blurry vision turned to gray which to turned to black…

A few seconds later my eyes pattered open to a white tiled ceiling. (To Be Continued…)

Tin Can Attachment

Posted: August 31, 2011 by Hannah in Family

A made up
Philosopher
changing peoples lives
through fiction
a foundation
of imagination and beliefs
and reason

a tired
Walter Cronkite
sits at a cramped desk
in his coffin
and informs
the newbies
on what the
ground has been up to

You be Jonah
and run
we’ll wait
when you are forced back
i hope you don’t hate us
or the circumstances
we didn’t know

King Saul
was just another
failure to come before a Great
staying out late
only the latest polls
could make him forget
his hate

there is a span of time
wired between our skeletons
you and me
a tin can attachment
connecting our hearts
to 400 B.C.
or the time in between

36 things

Posted: August 22, 2011 by Hannah in Family

i’m correcting myself
to never care too much
or too little
with the precision and pressure
of neurosurgery
confronting me

a slight chuckle rumbling through
as if a tidal wave,
an electric shock,
a forward motion,
blossoming
connecting
and pursuing
all that is glory
and devastating

a new beginning
you have to put a down payment on
36 things could go wrong
but before they do
you will continue
or try to

36

The Work Could Work (Brain)

Posted: August 7, 2011 by Hannah in Family

i can endorse my brain
throbbing and pulsing
though i probably shouldn’t
i do my hardest not to mind
as it takes in messages for my own sake

life gets tied up
so much that it hardly comes out for air
and is never just or fair
and i worry
that the constant worry
only pushes the world away

or smashes us together
but in it’s intellect lies
riddles never answered
and a store that is closing down
due to statistics that end in
“no one wants reminders of what they
can’t have back”

paint it all black
freezing
and ceasing
never to trouble us again
never to out prove us
or improve us
to never intrude
or confuse us

i could endorse my brain
throbbing and pulsing
if it was just facts and data
and whatever is necessary
but that’s not what i have
i only have what i lack