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teeth

Chattering smattering
Pearls tough as sawblades
Crunching through this delicous tortilla chip
With salsa
Chip shrapnel getting stuck in the tender places
Doesn’t stop me from munching

» Posted By Mrs. Mitchell On 12.07.2010 @ 10:46 am

cowboy

Cowboy – Cowboy Bebop – Anime – Bento – Just recieved two new Bento for my husband and myself – got my buddy into bento – she rides horses – she’s a cowgirl – single, looking for a cowboy – COWBOY

» Posted By Mrs. Mitchell On 11.16.2010 @ 11:32 am

junkyard

I wish I didn’t have to use my own words when I write here. Every time a word pops up all I hear in my head are song lyrics that pertain to this word.

Junkyard, though, I’m drawing a blank with.

Junkyard – makes me think of the Barrens in the book “IT,” a place to play and a place to find trouble.

» Posted By Mrs. Mitchell On 11.15.2010 @ 7:21 am

certain

I am certain that I am going mad.
Certainly, certainly, lads and lasses,
I am certain that I would rather go mad
Mad as a homespun hatter
Than to keep living this life with no purpose.

» Posted By Mrs. Mitchell On 11.12.2010 @ 10:27 am

helping

Can I have a helping hand?
Help me help you
The days roll by swiftly
Like pearls slipping off a string
And we all need help keeping track of them all.
I need help, I’m not ashamed to ask
So please.
Someone.
Anyone.
HELP ME.
HELP.

» Posted By Mrs. Mitchell On 11.11.2010 @ 10:48 am

average

The average Joe, the average schmoe
Doesn’t know which way to go
He hurries left, he hurries right
He tries to find a little light
In his life, or in the world
Around his heart a band is curled
Of iron, telling him that he
Has so much more that he can be.

» Posted By Mrs. Mitchell On 11.10.2010 @ 8:31 am

The average Joe, the average schmoe
Doesn’t know which way to go
He hurries left, he hurries right
He tries to find a little light
In his life, or in the world
Around his heart a band in curled
Of iron, telling him that he
Has so much more that he can be.

» Posted By Mrs. Mitchell On 11.10.2010 @ 8:31 am

kit

Kit kat, break your back
Tick tock, watch the clock
Pack up your troubles in your old kit bag and
SMILE SMILE SMILE
Even though you’re going crazy
And your life is getting hazy
And you’re feeling dumb and lazy
SMILE SMILE SMILE
AS MADNESS CONSUMES YOUR WORLD

» Posted By Mrs. Mitchell On 11.05.2010 @ 9:58 am

feud

Being from the mountains, I get a lot of jokes about the Hatfields and the McCoys.
It gets old. The mountain people are not naturally violent –
That feud was about money and stupidity and power.

Now I’m a teacher
Teaching “Romeo and Juliet.”
And my students relate it to gang violence.

Guess I’m not in the mountains anymore.

» Posted By Mrs. Mitchell On 11.04.2010 @ 10:51 am

fangs

Sharp pointy bloody
Squeezing into flesh and
Draining out your life
You weren’t using it anyway

Fangs for the memories, dah-ling
As she licks her lips and smirks
And wipes away your life from her chin.

» Posted By Mrs. Mitchell On 11.01.2010 @ 8:19 am

sail

Sailing sailing over the grass so green
I’m half crazy for this Halloween
It won’t be a crazy party
Just happy friends and hearty
So many sweets
We’ll get to eat
Tonight on Hallow’s Eve!!!

» Posted By Mrs. Mitchell On 10.29.2010 @ 12:39 pm

missed

I missed you
But my aim is improving
Aiming at your heart with my arrow and bow

» Posted By Mrs. Mitchell On 10.28.2010 @ 11:43 am

siren

Singing each to each
Feathers flying in rage
Because what they want is unattainable
Like themselves
Music flying through the air like spears, like fish-hooks
Come, come, come to our shore
As the wind blows their song
Flinging it out to sea

» Posted By Mrs. Mitchell On 10.28.2010 @ 6:59 am

shore

Lining up like seashells on the sand we stand
side by side
as the tide breathes in and out
Mother Sea’s skin
as rough as the winds that shake her
Sticking our toes into
the soft and scratchy crust
As we watch the land wash away

» Posted By Mrs. Mitchell On 10.26.2010 @ 10:25 am

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