Aug 16

When Will it be Enough

I'm a beginner guitarist having a try at songwriting... I'm not sure how it sounds, hopefully it's decent...

Lyrics:
Well you're so great and I can't get over the modest things you've said
You're so very amazed with yourself, you're a star in your own head
Who did you think would be lining up to be your backup crew?
Open your eyes, to your surprise there's no one there but you
When will it be enough?
What would it all be for?
You had everything
But you wanted more
Here you come, the one and only
Not at the top but you're still lonely
Who will you turn to for help
Now that you've lost all to yourself?
When will it be enough?
What would it all be for?
You had everything
But you wanted more
Aug 13

Somewhere to be

I'll add the lyrics later when I have more time. I'm not sure if the audio is any good, but... I hope you all like it! 
 
Aug 02

Another Song That Doesn't Have a Name Yet

I still don't have a name for this one yet, and I don't think my voice is loud enough...
 
Jul 23

Our Star-Spangled Foot Print

2007 CE
the year US annual carbon dioxide 
emissions peaked at
7.37 billion tons
-544 million tons of
potential exponential renewables
and recession
derived decrease in industry
over the next 7 years

As of 2016, 
one american = 4,600 pounds 
of carbon annually.
Population of the land of the Free
(ly cooking themselves in their breath):
323,130,000.

4,600 x 323.13 million pounds
 of satellite-computerized
frigidly air-conditioned shiny black SUVs
fueled by the blood of the earth
Jul 14

Paper

This is another song that I wrote, all me on the (slightly cringe-worthy) vocals this time... hope everyone likes it!

LYRICS:
Paper eyes
Teary eyed skies
Blank and white
Hardly makes you care to try
Paper hands
Pale and rough as sand
Bleak and dry
Hardly makes you want to understand
Why

Paper guns with paper fun
Paper blood from her paper sons
Paper hearts with paper smarts
Paper easily tears apart

Paper guards guarding
Paper boarders
They weren't always paper
But now they've grown older
Paper people standing in a row
Hoping they stay safe
And that the wind never blows
Them away

Paper eyes
Teary eyed skies
Blank and white
Hardly makes you care to try
Paper hands
Pale and rough as sand
Bleak and dry
Hardly makes you want to understand
Why

Paper days with paper ways
Audio download:
PAPER.mp3
Jul 04

Bloody Freedom


Dear America,
What would have happened if we never stole this land?
Never polluted it with our cold superiority,
our ships swarming with sickly death,
our flashing bullets thirsting for blood.

If the people native to this land,
who tended it as a arboreous, continental garden,
were allowed to remain, 
in entirety?

Rather than as the scattered splinters
of the last tree standing
in a sacred forest,
burned to the ground
by the unquenchable flames of greed.
 

Dear Europe,
how do you feel that your reckless descendants
have polluted The New World
worse than the old?

That they have crushed it beneath 
hundreds, thousands, 6.5 million pairs
of heeled boots and polished dress shoes,
stilettos and Nikes,

Toppling the refuge of ancient forests,
Soiling the clear waters with the mud caking their soles,
May 25

This is a warning

https://drive.google.com/open?id=11xjMXQgoYWscTsWSrrgWzHeX__1i-fGV


 
April 26, 2015
Richard tom was struck by a drunk
driver while Riding his bike 
in Hinesburg, Vermont.
 
He was less than a mile
away from his house.

I guess home really is where
there heart is,
 
Since the last beating
of his heart near his front doorstep!
That was almost 3 years 
ago today.
 
In Vermont, 2017 sixty-nine people
died from car accidents alone.

Eileen O’Brien, 59.

 
Michael Petralia, 22.


Kelly Boe, 55.

 
Emma Press, 24.
The lives of those lost aren't worth
May 21
Jeewan Pradhan's picture

A story

May 20

Quadratic Formula Poem

Quadratic Formula Poem

X marks the spot,
Where,
If you pessimistically encounter a bee,
You should contribute something to it’s existence,
Or, perhaps,
Take the same something.

I’ve heard,
You know,
That bees,
On their birthdaays,
Appreciate a gift that is square in shape,
But rooted in thoughtfulness.

Yes,
A gift containing bubbles or bobbles or babbles or blubber,
Nibbles or cobbles or pebbles or rubber,
From which you have removed a quadruplet of aces.
This,
My dear friends,
Is how to cover your bases.

Go,
Enter every best-birthday-gift-for-a-bee competition.
I promise,
You’ll be boasting first places.


Author's note: the spelling of "birthdaay" is intentional
#Nature9
#NatureNine
May 01

Feet out of the Clouds

This is another song that I wrote, but with My Perpetual Wednesday helping with the background vocals. It's about as different from the last one as you can get, by the way.   
Apr 08

Emancipation Proclamation 2.0

Apr 04

Help Me Blue

This is just a song that my brother and I wrote while my sister was at her singing lesson... it's kind of weird in an interesting and dark way, since we had just listened to Pink Floyd beforehand... It does have a curse word in it, but it's not that bad and it's very quiet and behind a lot of sound affects. I just wanted to share the song. 
 
Audio download:
HELP ME BLUE.mp3
Mar 14

Hey, Government

Mar 09
Fiona Ella's picture

nice little song

this is something i made more than a month ago at this point and it just kind of slipped my mind to post it. i think it sounds pretty nice, it's one of the only things i planned out before i hit the actual software, which is probably why it's almost entirely piano. i'm still touching it up and might post a revised version at some point, but here you go: 

i was thinking of the lie tree by frances hardinge when i composed it, but upon reviewing it i realized that this was absolutely nonindicative of the book. so if you're like me and you fit music to things, fit it to whatever you want. enjoy?
 
Jan 05
Fiona Ella's picture

it's been ages

more music! for a while i couldn't finish any of the songs i started for some reason, so obviously i didn't post them. here's 2. 

the first one isn't all that remarkable but it came out sounding almost exactly how i wanted it to, which is really rare with my music. 
Dec 17

Everyone's Six-Word Stories: COW 2017

Here are all of the Six-Word Stories written collectively by the writers who attended YWP's Celebration of Writing (COW) on November 11th, 2017 at Vermont College of Fine Arts in Burlington.

As I said with the exquisite corpse stories, these make great prompts, so feel free write off of them!

Again, I am including photos with several of the stories. I created another interactive story explorer contraption. Click on those words or find it here: https://docs.google.com/presentation/d/1W0rb7EmGgK3eJGMinGLHSx8p2Hded4zFp7J41urf5pU/edit?usp=sharing

Enjoy,
Janet

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I truly know nothing at all.
 
Showing [Snowing?] outside and in my soul.
 
Dec 13

Telephone

Dec 09

The Girl


**All Lyrics By City and Colour**
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mS8xDo-qM8w

I wish I could do better by you
'Cause that's what you deserve

You sacrifice so much of your life
In order for this to work

While I'm off chasing my own dreams
Sailing around the world
Please, know that I'm yours to keep
My beautiful girl

When you cry a piece of my heart dies
Knowing that I may have been the cause

If you were to leave, fulfill someone else's dreams
I think I might totally be lost

You don't ask for no diamond rings
No delicate string of pearls

That's why I wrote this song to sing
My beautiful girl

Oh, oh, oh, oh
Audio download:
The Girl YWP.m4a
Dec 09

I Will Follow You Into The Dark


**All Lyrics By Death Cab For Cutie**
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NDHY1D0tKRA

Love of mine, someday you will die
But I'll be close behind and I'll follow you into the dark
No blinding light or tunnels to gates of white
Just our hands clasped so tight, waiting for the hint of a spark

If heaven and hell decide that they both are satisfied
And illuminate the no's on their vacancy signs
If there's no one beside you when your soul embarks
Then I'll follow you into the dark

In Catholic school as vicious as Roman rule
I got my knuckles bruised by a lady in black
And I held my tongue as she told me,
Son, fear is the heart of love, so I never went back

If heaven and hell decide that they both are satisfied
And illuminate the no's on their vacancy signs
Audio download:
Into The Dark YWP.m4a