http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=D3B9OMyRilk
^ Click this for instrumental version to listen to ^
v While reading the lyrics v
It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas
Even though it's Fall
The temperature starts to low
But not enough yet to snow
And trees are popping up throughout the mall!
It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas
Green and red galore!
Even though orange and gold
Are the colors that should go
In your home decor!
Halloween doesn't get any respect
Costumes suck more every year
The meaning's been lost behind the season
It truly brings me to tears..
And we'll leave Thanksgiving early so we can get up for the deals
It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas
Sooner than before
It's exciting when it begins
But before November ends
You'll be sick of the 10 songs on the radio!
It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas
You'd better start right now!
You've got to spend all your cash
So the stores can feed their stash!
That's what it's all about!
Lyrics by Cynthia Smallwood who just came home from Walmart on October 23rd and saw 1 aisle for Halloween and 3 for Christmas... on OCTOBER 23rd.
Friday, October 23, 2009
Sunday, August 9, 2009
The Blue Heron
A writing exercise from http://picturespoetryprose.blogspot.com/
Let this image inspire your writing today.
Warm night with a peaceful mist
the frogs sung and the cicadas hissed
The lake reflected the very first light
of the sun peeking from underneath the night
Twas only then I saw her sleek form
moving slightly toward the brand new morn
A Heron of blue, she turned to face
and grant a wish to the human race
I scrambled to think of something grand
like an end to the war that plagued this land
But before I realized what I had done
the wish was granted and up rose the sun
She spread her wings and lifted into the sky
and flew till she was only a speck to my eyes
I didn't know then what would come of my thoughts
But the war was not over, it's still being fought
That very next night, I rocked in my chair
and looked out to the lake hoping she would be there
The night was warm with a peaceful mist...
and I knew I had gotten exactly what I had wished.
Cynthia Smallwood
August 9, 2009
Let this image inspire your writing today.
Warm night with a peaceful mist
the frogs sung and the cicadas hissed
The lake reflected the very first light
of the sun peeking from underneath the night
Twas only then I saw her sleek form
moving slightly toward the brand new morn
A Heron of blue, she turned to face
and grant a wish to the human race
I scrambled to think of something grand
like an end to the war that plagued this land
But before I realized what I had done
the wish was granted and up rose the sun
She spread her wings and lifted into the sky
and flew till she was only a speck to my eyes
I didn't know then what would come of my thoughts
But the war was not over, it's still being fought
That very next night, I rocked in my chair
and looked out to the lake hoping she would be there
The night was warm with a peaceful mist...
and I knew I had gotten exactly what I had wished.
Cynthia Smallwood
August 9, 2009
Saturday, August 8, 2009
Moon, Moon
A writing exercise from http://picturespoetryprose.blogspot.com/
Let your writing be inspired in some creative way by this beautiful full moon
Moon Moon
sing to me softly a sweet lullaby
I'll soon
be lingering among the stars in the sky
Moon Moon
hold me and tell me there's nothing to fear
sweet Moon
stay with me until the sun does appear
Moon Moon
watch over me, I am slipping away
sweet Moon
dreaming wistfully of brand new days
Moon Moon
whisper a poem of hope as I sleep
fortune
like you is something which I'll always keep...
Cynthia Smallwood
August 8, 2009
Let your writing be inspired in some creative way by this beautiful full moon
Moon Moon
sing to me softly a sweet lullaby
I'll soon
be lingering among the stars in the sky
Moon Moon
hold me and tell me there's nothing to fear
sweet Moon
stay with me until the sun does appear
Moon Moon
watch over me, I am slipping away
sweet Moon
dreaming wistfully of brand new days
Moon Moon
whisper a poem of hope as I sleep
fortune
like you is something which I'll always keep...
Cynthia Smallwood
August 8, 2009
Friday, July 31, 2009
The Street Musician
I won the Exceptional Writing Award for this poem
A writing exercise from http://picturespoetryprose.blogspot.com
Let this image inspire your creativity today.
Perhaps...
A poem about music. A story about why she is playing there. A rant about street muscians.
With no song to sing
nor prose to tell,
no poetry to utter
or cries to yell,
no words to describe her current state
of lingering in cracks between love and hate,
she goes on with life and a quiet sigh
and hopes to inspire the passersby...
Cynthia Smallwood
July 31, 2009
A writing exercise from http://picturespoetryprose.blogspot.com
Let this image inspire your creativity today.
Perhaps...
A poem about music. A story about why she is playing there. A rant about street muscians.
With no song to sing
nor prose to tell,
no poetry to utter
or cries to yell,
no words to describe her current state
of lingering in cracks between love and hate,
she goes on with life and a quiet sigh
and hopes to inspire the passersby...
Cynthia Smallwood
July 31, 2009
Wednesday, July 29, 2009
Have you heard?
You know Ted Turner, Bill Gates, Bob Iger, Rockefeller, Rothschild, J.P. Morgan, etc etc, right? They're some of the richest men in the country because they own the biggest corporations and you can look up to them and hear about them and even buy their products, but you will still never be as good as them. We can agree on this, right? That status is pretty much held only for those men and their children who take over for them...
Well, there's one man named Gary who is richer and more powerful than all of them and to this man, they are equal to us! That's how awesome Gary is!! Now, the government has been keeping this man a secret because they don't want you to find out about him.. and they tell you stories through the media about Bill Gates and Steve Jobs to distract you from what's really going on...
How'd I find out, you ask? Well, this other guy by the name of Johnny Castel works for Gary and he was sent out to tell people about his corporation. Now, Gary's corporation is so huge that it sells everything you could ever want or need but, on top of that, if you work for him no matter what age, race, or financial background you come from, when you retire, he'll give you $100,000,000,000 dollars. This is no joke. He believes in equality and that everyone should be able to be rich.. but if everybody is rich, nobody would be so you have to prove that you are a good part of his corporation. It really isn't hard. All you have to do is buy his products instead of those other guys, and they're actually better products because they work forever! If something does happen to break, even if it's entirely your fault, all you have to do is bring it in, tell them what happened, and they'll give you a brand new one absolutely free for as long as you work for him.
But back to this Johnny Castel guy.. he's basically the owner's son and was traveling all over America to tell people about this corporation, but those other rich guys didn't like that... they knew they'd be out of business. They told him to stop, but he didn't want to disappoint his father and he knew how important it is that we find out about this corporation so he didn't. Well, they got a hold of him and they tortured him. He still refused to stop.. so they killed him.
What?? Of course it happened! Why haven't you heard about any of this before, you ask? Well, it happened before you were born and those bad guys are good at keeping secrets from the common people, especially about something they know they made a mistake on... but there's a book about him that you can read and you can still work for Gary and get your $100,000,000,000 when you retire! How can he pay for that? Well, he's tax exempt of course!!
You only have to work for him one day a week and use his products. That's all! If you really want to get in good with him, you can sign over 10% of your paycheck to go towards spreading the word of his company to the rest of the world so that they can be part of this as well! Oh, and be sure to tell your kids about Gary and teach them the skills they'll need to work for Him from the day they're born!
No, you can't meet Him or see Him, not till you retire.. but He's watching you work and live on His surveillance cameras to be sure you're not betraying Him... and you can talk to your local Manager who can talk to Gary through the telephone for you, but trust me, He exists. There's all this proof!!
I trust in Gary. Do you?
An artist's rendering of Gary... See? he exists!
Well, there's one man named Gary who is richer and more powerful than all of them and to this man, they are equal to us! That's how awesome Gary is!! Now, the government has been keeping this man a secret because they don't want you to find out about him.. and they tell you stories through the media about Bill Gates and Steve Jobs to distract you from what's really going on...
How'd I find out, you ask? Well, this other guy by the name of Johnny Castel works for Gary and he was sent out to tell people about his corporation. Now, Gary's corporation is so huge that it sells everything you could ever want or need but, on top of that, if you work for him no matter what age, race, or financial background you come from, when you retire, he'll give you $100,000,000,000 dollars. This is no joke. He believes in equality and that everyone should be able to be rich.. but if everybody is rich, nobody would be so you have to prove that you are a good part of his corporation. It really isn't hard. All you have to do is buy his products instead of those other guys, and they're actually better products because they work forever! If something does happen to break, even if it's entirely your fault, all you have to do is bring it in, tell them what happened, and they'll give you a brand new one absolutely free for as long as you work for him.
But back to this Johnny Castel guy.. he's basically the owner's son and was traveling all over America to tell people about this corporation, but those other rich guys didn't like that... they knew they'd be out of business. They told him to stop, but he didn't want to disappoint his father and he knew how important it is that we find out about this corporation so he didn't. Well, they got a hold of him and they tortured him. He still refused to stop.. so they killed him.
What?? Of course it happened! Why haven't you heard about any of this before, you ask? Well, it happened before you were born and those bad guys are good at keeping secrets from the common people, especially about something they know they made a mistake on... but there's a book about him that you can read and you can still work for Gary and get your $100,000,000,000 when you retire! How can he pay for that? Well, he's tax exempt of course!!
You only have to work for him one day a week and use his products. That's all! If you really want to get in good with him, you can sign over 10% of your paycheck to go towards spreading the word of his company to the rest of the world so that they can be part of this as well! Oh, and be sure to tell your kids about Gary and teach them the skills they'll need to work for Him from the day they're born!
No, you can't meet Him or see Him, not till you retire.. but He's watching you work and live on His surveillance cameras to be sure you're not betraying Him... and you can talk to your local Manager who can talk to Gary through the telephone for you, but trust me, He exists. There's all this proof!!
I trust in Gary. Do you?
An artist's rendering of Gary... See? he exists!
Saturday, June 20, 2009
Wednesday, May 13, 2009
Perspectives of Hope
A writing exercise from http://picturespoetryprose.blogspot.com/
Use this inspiring image to write of hope today.
When it first happened, we made sure to keep track of the days. We still celebrated Christmas, Halloween, and especially our birthdays. Another year surviving, that was something to celebrate.
I can't remember how old I am now. I don't know what day of the week it is. Hell, I don't even know what season it's supposed to be. It's been dark and cold for so long. We've grown accustomed to it now. This is the norm; not having anything to look forward to. No family vacations, no summer barbecues, no crooked snow men and Christmas carols.
The only thing that keeps me going is my daughter, Ana. The hope she has inside her little heart is enough for both of us. The hope that her mother will come back in some form and restore happiness to our lives.
But until a miracle happens, I'll have to continue my 7 day work schedule, and Ana will have to get herself to school, and I'll have to keep trudging through a life in which circumstance has trapped me.
I miss my wife. I loved the future that played in my head when she was here. I hate cancer.
Cynthia Smallwood
May 13th, 2009
Use this inspiring image to write of hope today.
When it first happened, we made sure to keep track of the days. We still celebrated Christmas, Halloween, and especially our birthdays. Another year surviving, that was something to celebrate.
I can't remember how old I am now. I don't know what day of the week it is. Hell, I don't even know what season it's supposed to be. It's been dark and cold for so long. We've grown accustomed to it now. This is the norm; not having anything to look forward to. No family vacations, no summer barbecues, no crooked snow men and Christmas carols.
The only thing that keeps me going is my daughter, Ana. The hope she has inside her little heart is enough for both of us. The hope that her mother will come back in some form and restore happiness to our lives.
But until a miracle happens, I'll have to continue my 7 day work schedule, and Ana will have to get herself to school, and I'll have to keep trudging through a life in which circumstance has trapped me.
I miss my wife. I loved the future that played in my head when she was here. I hate cancer.
Cynthia Smallwood
May 13th, 2009
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