Hurray

Hurray

(Source: smaug-official, via runicbasso)

You know you’re overworked when you go to bed early on days off.

I usually get off around midnight unless 3rd shift is late or I have to work over. I tend to pass out around 4-5am.

But when I get a day off, I’m so freaking tired that I have a hard time staying up past midnight. Like right now.

5 to midnight and I’m fighting sleep.

Lame sauce Cosmic.

A Multi-Function Clip That Hides a Toolbox In Your Hair

LOOOKIE!

flickr:

The Pit Pony by paulchapmanphotos on Flickr.
"Kite Aerial Photo using a GoPro Hero2. The Panallta Pony is supposedly the largest sculpture in the British Isles. Made of coal slurry on the site of an old coal tip." - Paul Chapman

flickr:

The Pit Pony by paulchapmanphotos on Flickr.

"Kite Aerial Photo using a GoPro Hero2. The Panallta Pony is supposedly the largest sculpture in the British Isles. Made of coal slurry on the site of an old coal tip." - Paul Chapman

We wave good bye now
Yellow paper hearts
staple gunned to the bulletin board
flapping in the fan breeze
She nods at her work
The chaulkboard washed and dried
And with gnashing teeth
One by one those staples pried from their chest board
breaking, tearing the delicate paper-thin poems
One by one they break her hearts
On the desks, the apples molded
Like she did them
From seeds of wisdom she watched
their minds ripen

Apples to Apples

A.E. Rivenbark

(Source: juliacloudy)

Fabled fairy godfathers
From a nightmarish tale
Two different Supreme Justices
Put the people on trial
Now it’s Shared land vs Shared strife
It’s just a domestic terror dispute
Why can’t we have joint custody?

Supreme Justices

A.E. Rivenbark

You can find this and other poems on my side Tumblr, I can’t follow you back on that account though. Amyelizabethrivenbark.tumblr.com

The queen in yellow and black watched from her hive castle
As the shy sun peeked through the misty mountain morning
But then the colorful congregation of perennials cheered
Waving as the wind brushed their flower heads
Kissing their neighbors with every turn
Gentle lambs stared as busy bees broke their fast
Her saccharine smile now dipped in honey
Shepherds dozed in the bed of flowers
Even the wolves tipped their furry heads to her majesty
Those daisy chain daydreams dared to drowse her eyes
She sighed and wished she were a meadow lark, to browse the skies

"The queen in yellow and black "

A.E. Rivenbarkk