Wednesday, February 08, 2006

(uncreative heading)

I have decided that time does fly. Say, the last time I posted. That was a LONG time ago really. I'm not the best blogger if you will, but that is ok, I have been busy with the whole school and friends thing. So the Steelers won the Superbowl, I guess that is exciting. Anti-climatic I think. Want to know what I'm most excited about? If you don't you better quit reading, because I'm about to tell you. I'm most excited about having a KristyKylieKraig come to visit, sure they are visiting friends of theirs, but I get to see them. And next weekend, I get to go home and see the rest of my family hopefully. The MikeColleenElla clan. Kraig is really Craig, but it looks cooler when I use a "K"
I have managed to write and journal a lot more recently in my notebook, not online, anyway, there are still works in progress. So I guess I am done with randomness...

The "Uncreative heading" one is about my day, a journal entry if you will in a abnormal way.

Scars-Feb 2

Scars are all around, some are visible, some are hidden, others are yet to become.
There's stories there in those marks. Some of hurt, some of pain.
They tell us where we have been and what we have learned.
An object lesson, something to teach, something to show.
Marks they are, good ones and bad, but scars they are, yes some are sad.
Some scars are on skin, and some are within.
Unique like a snowflake, different in size.
Comparable to others, yes some are the same.
But scars they are, from where we came.

Uncreative heading-Feb 1

A new month and a better attitude.
An open book with creased pages.
Save the beach everyone yells
it's just to soon to tell
Football comes, a few days away
Crowds will gather, friends will travel
A little office, many books
pull up a chair, i will help, What's the problem
Why this meeting? Your a good guy, take a beating.
Suck it up, learn to deal, taking Spanish is a steal.
Deseo.

Scars numero dos- Feb 3

Scars come in different shapes
Scars come in different colors
You have big ones and small
square and round all.
They each have a story
and maybe a moral
Some on your arms or maybe a hand
maybe a cut, a bruise or a burn, but
scars they are and from them we must learn.
Where not to go, what path to stay on
when to duck or when to let go.
maybe to run or maybe to hide
when to stand up, or when to subside.

3 Comments:

Blogger Red Queen said...

"Where not to go, what path to stay on
when to duck or when to let go.
maybe to run or maybe to hide
when to stand up, or when to subside."

I really like this Dan. And yes, this is life. But to be able to know when to duck and when to subside- important stuff only learned- never really taught well. Scars make us who we are but they are kinda like the superglue that because they have healed hold us together and we become stronger there then ever before.

Im glad you are still blogging by the way. I missed you.

10:00  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Dan- Its been so long since I ready your Bloggidy blog bog- and I also noticed you are calling somebody beautifyoul :) We miss you, and can't wait til you come back! Ella says "Wheres Danny? New Work"

17:08  
Blogger the reified bean said...

dude's callin' me beautiful man. 'cuz i am.
yeah. rock on dan!

09:24  

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