Sandalwood
Somewhere Under the Rainbow

Tree’s are waving welcome home 

Footsteps first meet pastures green 

Where lily laden meadows yawn 

And laughing hills lie down to sleep 

I call out to my brothers afar 

And fill it with reunions play 

Our family ten thousand strong 

Let burst our hearts these numbered days 

As lively sun comes and joins along 

The meadow opts to shy away 

The dance floor blushing red with dust 

We turn up stones to decorate 

As parting ways our dancing dies 

The sun takes rest on aging clouds 

Torrents fall on thirsty earth 

And wash away the lingering sound 

In silence now the meadow wakes 

The stones surround with vibrant greens 

Old trees alight the trodden floor 

And foot paths flood to form new streams 

The flora find their home again 

With hills all dressed in flower beds 

The nourished earth forms softer paths 

And fauna rouse to dance in our stead 

Without even a footprint left 

It looks untouched when comes the dawn 

Reborn the earth puts us at ease 

Our long trip back to Babylon 

(written while at rainbow. the whole time which i didnt even pick up my notebook, but the moment that it started raining a poem came pouring out. i find it humorous it seems my inspiration has come to rely on rain. back to my usual iambic tetrameter, although i took a note from my last poem and didnt insist on using strictly 8 syllable as i always have, allowed it to flow a little more loosely. ill probably stick to doing that from now on.)

The Things Which Thou Hast Seen

Giants are building cyclopean walls 

With too many gunposts and barracks too small 

And the higher they rise it gives way at the seams 

But with bleeding out veins they will still build it taller 

Now oceans are filled with the blood of new life 

For forging our pyramids ten thousand floors high 

While submarines frozen await now the sun 

Homaging sailors seek substitute light 

Now brothers of nations join arms where they reach 

Find time to relax on our silicon beaches 

But while oversea homes make for towers anew 

Their bones are ground for the sand and are whitened with bleach 

Yet preachers are preaching the greatness of man 

From pulpits sprung forth from the water and the sand 

Beneath twisted metal and damnation’s veil 

He screams, seafaring vessels care nothing for dams 

And the bird with two wings depends not on the branch 

Your faith is your fate and you fate is at hand 

(first doing iambic pentameter. im rather fond of it, but it will take some getting used to thinking in that rhythm. i wrote this just before leaving for rainbow, i feel like it was preemptively inspired by that same energy though. also, it was written to the tune from the latter half of Madera by Hey ocean. i generally read it straight, but i wrote so that it would fit with that tune.)

this is one of my all time favourite pictures

this is one of my all time favourite pictures

i forgot i had this screencap
this is so adorable, im glad i caught this moment

i forgot i had this screencap

this is so adorable, im glad i caught this moment

well, today im finally going to leave for my trek to rainbow gathering! ive been so eager to go, but our departure date has been put off for about a week, so im super excited. going to be gone for about six weeks. this trip will be impactful to say the least

and we will be stopping by the grand canyon! woot woot!!

The Things Which Thou Hast Seen

Giants are building cyclopean walls

With too many gun-posts and barracks too small 

and the higher they rise it gives way at the seams 

But with bleeding out veins they will still build it taller 

Now oceans are filled with the blood of new life 

For forging our pyramids ten thousand floors high 

While submarines frozen await now the sun 

Homaging sailors seek substitute light 

Now brothers of nations join arms where they reach 

Find time to relax on our silicon beaches 

But while oversea homes make for towers anew 

Their bones are ground for the sand and are whitened with bleach 

Yet preachers are preaching the greatness of man 

from pulpits sprung forth from the water and the sand 

Beneath twisted metal and damnation’s veil 

He screams, seafaring vessels care nothing for dams 

And the bird with two wings will care not for the branch 

Your faith is your fate and your fate is at hand 

(ive been listening to alot of hey ocean! lately, and theyre song madera inspired this. it loosely follows iambic pentameter, but i moreso wrote with the melody of that song in mind. and it wasnt till the last quatrain that i realised i was writing a sonnet, thats really nothing new. im leaving on a trip for a while and was just pulling out my notebook to take to hopefully write poetry while i was gone, but hey ocean was on so i just took to writing right away.i quite like how it turned out)

 - Buzz the Bee
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griffinilla:

G - “E, D#, F#”

Lyrics:

Verse:
Roll out of bed, scroll past the things on my tumblr feed
Scratching my head, struck by a post that I can’t bee-lieve

This aint your dad’s buzzfeed
This is the blog of a crazed honey bee

Chorus:
But check that hashtag
Nelly agrees the bee’s got swag

He’s a mascot with an online penchant
But check that retweet
Screencap a pun, post, rinse, repeat
He’s a mascot with a brand new paintjob

Verse:
Cereal troll? Surreal new-age marketing?
Millennials fill up their bowls, is that what they think?
It must be the honey!
He might be a nut, but so what, he’s the bee
Buzz the Bee

[Chorus]

It’s a honey of an O. / It’s Honey Nut Cheerios! / It’s Irrezzzzistable! / Race for the taste! / Little O, Big Taste! / Nobody can say “No” to Honey Nut Cheerios. / From the hive that’s nuts about honey! / Bee happy, bee healthy! / Must Be the Honey!

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Lienad MargnI - FFFBB
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griffinilla:

Sure, Pacman can taka the taka, but can he waka the waka?

PLease write a song about sharks that won't make me sad.

griffinilla:

Oh trust me I’ll write plenty of songs about sharks

but they’ll all be very very depressing

hehehe

I’m writing a musical that’s basically Les Mis with sharks.

handsockz:

Silver Spoon.

handsockz:

Silver Spoon.