sketchbookthought

my attempt at blending the arts I cherish

can you hear them?

Things In Themselves   If your eyes catch a glimpse of the holy, ancient night—do you think about the stars, or ever puzzle over how strangely kin they are to … Continue reading

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this heart’s in wide receiving

“This gift is waiting to be found Your heart’s in wide receiving Been too long buried in the sand Some things require leaving This gift will fall right in your … Continue reading

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it’s you, it’s you, it’s all for you

Eyes blinking slowly, my mind sinks back into my surroundings. I find myself stretched along the edge of my bed in the middle of the day, just breathing. It’s quiet, … Continue reading

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At One Point, Near The Edge I sat my body down on a bench, and said, “It is all so much,” as those pangs of joy, anger, and beauty mixed together … Continue reading

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the little Coldplay fan

One evening, almost four years ago, I was sitting in the backseat of our car with my little brother, who was five at the time. As he was becoming sleepy … Continue reading

December 13, 2012 · Leave a comment

depth over distance, every time my dear

when the sun began to fade tonight, and a white car with a headlight out pulled away from my drive, my heart was tearing with gratitude. two years ago, my … Continue reading

November 13, 2012 · 1 Comment

stopping to exhale.

Wherever it wasI was supposed to bethis morning–whatever it was I said I would be doing–I was standingat the edge of the field–I was hurrying through my own soul,opening its … Continue reading

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Where you stand is where you belong, that place you’ve been looking for all along

Silence Is What Gets Us The Past hangs around too long, whispering of birthdays, lonely minutes in an office chair, and underdeveloped morals. Wooing us right back into rooms and … Continue reading

October 25, 2012 · 3 Comments

Pines

I don’t often, or ever, tell people from this blog what they should be listening to. but this is an exception. well, you don’t have to listen to this album, but if … Continue reading

October 17, 2012 · 1 Comment

a breather

a couple evenings ago a friend and i put charcoal to paper. the sooty black found its way on the carpet, our pants, our faces, and covered our hands. it … Continue reading

September 23, 2012 · 2 Comments

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