There's a poetry contest for the food bank called "Expressions of Hunger". I haven't had time to write anything for it but I was thinking of reworking Daylight Preserves. I'm thinking that this might work for the category of "environmental hunger". I don't know.
Oh, one more thing - I'm participating in the 30 hour famine again this year - this Friday/Saturday, in fact. If I take the time to set up an online donation form, would anybody actually donate?
She kept them
on the splintered shelf
a vessel for each word
a jar for every song
and saved them for years
daylight preserves
for rainy days ahead
how careful they were
yesterday morning breaking dawn
spilling in now
from the uncurtained window
symphony and promise
when the earth is still dreaming
how she smiles in her slumber
how she smiles
so quickly they fill
capturing the overflow
she pulls down the bail closures
he seals in the light
and places them
on the splintered shelf
where she saves them for years
I leave them to dust
a vessel for each heart
a jar for every soul
forgotten
he woke up to darkness
grey-clouded and hollow
how careless they were
when they squandered their light
but still she had her morning stores
for rainy days like these
"just enough for an hour..."
and how she smiles in her slumber
how she smiles
sadly, in the uncurtained light
still not awake
when we wake up to darkness
and then we might say
"we've daylight preserves!
get the butter knife."
Monday, March 29, 2010
Sunday, March 14, 2010
035 Daylight Savings
I bought two jars to hold in the light
all the music and words when I'm
not yet awake
spilling in now
from the uncurtained window
colours and shapes
oh the earth is still dreaming
how she smiles in her slumber
how she smiles
So quickly they fill
capturing the overflow to
brimming with love
and the promise of tomorrow
when you're not yet awake
you are still the horizon
there is nothing
but possibility
So I hide away the mason jars
(thank-you dear birds
and the sun in the sky
and the moon in the water)
for stores of the morning
for rainy days ahead
and oh how she smiles
in the uncurtained light
still not awake
When he wakes up to darkness
and then we can say
"we've daylight preserves!
get the butter knife."
all the music and words when I'm
not yet awake
spilling in now
from the uncurtained window
colours and shapes
oh the earth is still dreaming
how she smiles in her slumber
how she smiles
So quickly they fill
capturing the overflow to
brimming with love
and the promise of tomorrow
when you're not yet awake
you are still the horizon
there is nothing
but possibility
So I hide away the mason jars
(thank-you dear birds
and the sun in the sky
and the moon in the water)
for stores of the morning
for rainy days ahead
and oh how she smiles
in the uncurtained light
still not awake
When he wakes up to darkness
and then we can say
"we've daylight preserves!
get the butter knife."
Thursday, February 18, 2010
034
On the surface, little had changed. Perhaps it was a little more subdued than usual, yet storms still raged and calmed over the waters. The sun continued its cycle of death and rebirth, melting into the horizon each night and emerging again each morning. The tides persisted in their neverending dance with the moon. The grains of sand on the shore remained innumerable. But in the depths below, where kelp forests took root and anglers waited in the dark with their swinging lanterns, the Ocean had become silent.
The whalesong had disappeared.
The whalesong had disappeared.
Friday, February 05, 2010
033 Squared
Thanks for the well wishes, everyone. I missed February 2-4, but I'll keep on trying to do stuff when I can. I'll continue numbering things in the title. Maybe at some point I can fire out multiple things and catch up. Not quite MSCE, but close?
032, the hourly comic, still has to be scanned. I don't really have a scanner. Hmm.
Today, I rearranged a tiger tangram back into a square:

The image comes from an entry in the current shirt.woot derby. It is not my design. Rearranging art is creative though, right? And cool? Alright then. :P
032, the hourly comic, still has to be scanned. I don't really have a scanner. Hmm.
Today, I rearranged a tiger tangram back into a square:
The image comes from an entry in the current shirt.woot derby. It is not my design. Rearranging art is creative though, right? And cool? Alright then. :P
Tuesday, February 02, 2010
Quitting
With a heavy heart, I must end my streak at 32 days. I made it up to February 1, but I can't keep it up. Real Life decided to slap me across the face and throw me into a wall. School work is crushing me so I'm going to have to give up some luxuries, like being creative outside of thesoftware engineering field.
When I find some free time, I'll upload the Hourly Comic sketches. If I do something particularly creative one day, I'll post it. But I can't keep it as a daily thing anymore. :(
Maybe next year.
To my fellow MSCEers, good luck and keep on keepin' on!
When I find some free time, I'll upload the Hourly Comic sketches. If I do something particularly creative one day, I'll post it. But I can't keep it as a daily thing anymore. :(
Maybe next year.
To my fellow MSCEers, good luck and keep on keepin' on!
Sunday, January 31, 2010
Hourly Comic Day
If anyone out there is reading, February 1 is Hourly Comic Day. I urge my fellow MSCEers to try it out - I'm going to try it for the first time as well. More info here!
031 it snowed all night
Morning broke. She opened the door to find footsteps leading away, fresh in the newly fallen snow. Once again, she briefly wondered why the footprints only went in one direction.
She picked up the frozen rose at her doorstep and went back inside. It was cold.
She picked up the frozen rose at her doorstep and went back inside. It was cold.
027-030 Spirals and Hearts
January 27: The clip art continues! This one is in classy black and white.

January 28 and 29: Worked on an entry for the shirt.woot Heart derby. I did the sketch on the 28th and transformed it into the final piece on the 29th. I'm not entirely happy with how it came out, but conceptually I think it is one of my best. Hearts is a great card game. As always, click on the shirt composition image to go to the derby submission for a larger view.


January 30: Another derby entry. Came up with a fun concept for a quick and easy design. I think I did ok on the duct tape texture.

An alternative title was "It Doesn't Fix Everything".
Maybe I just need more tape.

January 28 and 29: Worked on an entry for the shirt.woot Heart derby. I did the sketch on the 28th and transformed it into the final piece on the 29th. I'm not entirely happy with how it came out, but conceptually I think it is one of my best. Hearts is a great card game. As always, click on the shirt composition image to go to the derby submission for a larger view.

January 30: Another derby entry. Came up with a fun concept for a quick and easy design. I think I did ok on the duct tape texture.
An alternative title was "It Doesn't Fix Everything".
Maybe I just need more tape.
Tuesday, January 26, 2010
026
there is heat, there is light
but they have not your eyes
not your words
not your voice
not your song
and though they must away
this never will fade
ever filled
ever held
ever strong
but they have not your eyes
not your words
not your voice
not your song
and though they must away
this never will fade
ever filled
ever held
ever strong
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