“Your daddy thought I was wrong for you, Thinking back your mom did too Two wrongs never felt so right It was written in the stars, for two young and wild at hearts.” – Kip Moore #Art
Monthly Archives: April 2020
The Phoenix
“You know time crawls on when you’re waiting for the song to start So dance along to the beat of your heart” #Art
Easy
This might be the best quarantine-themed song I’ve heard since the pandemic. Make it easy, all you couples out there.
Dust to Dust
“Let me in the wall, you’ve built around And we can light a match and burn them down And let me hold your hand and dance ’round and ’round the flames In front of us Dust to dust” #Art
The Evergreen State Poem (Alma Mater Vol 3: The West)
*The Evergreen State College* This is the college of the Evergreen State, Where rain and Geoducks make the crops rotate, A hotbed where contemplative minds collaborate, And professors are known to be of the first rate. Yes, this is the…
Tagged with: College, College Life, Evergreen, Poetry, Poetry Books, Washington, Washington State
Posted in Alma Mater, Poetry
Posted in Alma Mater, Poetry
Michigan Tech Poem (Alma Mater Vol. 1: The Midwest)
*Michigan Tech* My, what lakes the mind can surf With all the discoveries We find; At Michigan Tech, we inspect global turf, The Land of Opportunity: We mine. We build ice sculptures from creative fires— Husky Fires Glow in the…
Tagged with: Books, College, College Life, Literature, Michigan, Michigan Tech, Poetry, Poetry Books
Posted in Alma Mater, Poetry
Posted in Alma Mater, Poetry
Bonfire Heart
“People like us, we don’t Need that much just someone that starts Starts the spark in our bonfire hearts” #Art
University of Louisiana at Lafayette Poem (Alma Mater Vol. 4: The South)
*University of Louisiana at Lafayette* Lafayette Welcomes You, You mayn’t feel it now, but you shall soon, So when you are feeling all at sea: Prepare for the battery. Festivity: Happily, Boldly, Creole life resides Faithfully; School Spirit, Love &…
Alive
Two songs of the same title of the same year, both seeping with the same agenda evident found in their lyrics and at their cores: both songs want the listener to feel alive. One of the things I find beautiful…
Afterlife
“Afterlife, oh my God, what an awful word After all the breath and the dirt And the fires that burn And after all this time And after all the ambulances go And after all the hangers-on are done Hanging on…
Original Clyde Aidoo 