Shit and Sunshine

"It's all shit and sunshine in the beginning, and then it gets worse, and then it gets better, much better."

Vera, in latin, means truth. It's a lofty goal, but life is a lofty enterprise.

So, a poem of mine as introduction. This is from when I was playing around with sonnets.

Wake up, eat breakfast, never leave the snare
Ignore your hopes, you'll feel another day.
The shoes not yours, whose body do you wear?
And all the while there's nothing you can say.

Your mind, your body squirms in the attack
You focus on a poem, love, dance cry sing.
Take time, eventually you'll gain the knack
Till then, let dreams or sleep serve as your wing.

Don't waste "now", for there is no forever
The thing you make, maybe that thing will last.
Life's overwhelming sounds combined make "never"
Your moment of Existence passes- fast.

Push past despair onto I can, I will.
Ignore restrictions, and smile at the thrill.


The plan for this blog: some poetry (I've started writing a lot of it since I got to college). Also, to keep the world/myself.. updated on my explorations of Boston. General exploration of thoughts. Comments are always nice, but I'm not really expecting an audience. Maybe I'll rant about some political theories, explore my own. Find a voice? We'll see.