Last week we published "Hollow", a writing from back in our college days.
IT SEEMS WE MISSED AN OPPORTUNITY...
Our most excellent friend Travis wrote and told us he enjoyed it greatly ... and that is had the rhythm and pace of a poem.
He then took the words we had written and reformatted them to fit into how he was 'hearing them' in his head.
He did a wonderful thing....took the words and gave them more impact and meaning, just by changing the format... incredible Travis... you are a special guy!
Hollow
It is dark in the room;
Not even a sliver of light from below the door;
Not a sound to be heard,
except the sound of the blood pumping through his veins.
That pounding sound inside his head;
reminding him that he is still alive;
even as his surroundings tell him differently.
So hollow.
He sits still;
not feeling the desire to move; in the tiny room he lives
in the total darkness.
Once he had stretched out his arms,
and could touch each of the four walls from where he sat.
So close.
His arms folded quickly;
and he had not moved since.
His ears reaching out for a sound other than the pounding;
or worse yet, his own breathing.
The reminders that he is in this space
and the nightmare shall not end.
If the beating stopped,
if the breathing sounds stopped,
would he feel more content?
Would the hollowness be filled?
Would the sounds that now make him cringe, when gone, be missed?
Would the hollowness ebb?
If they gave him one final wish,
and if he did ask for another chance,
would they actually grant such a thing?
Or would they just shake their head slowly,
and say that second chances were not the things of wishes?
So he sits,
silently,
motionlessly,
and begins to feel the hollowness surround him.
Sitting still,
as it begins to envelop him,
and he waits for it to complete it's mission.
It is dark in the room;
Not even a sliver of light from below the door;
Not a sound to be heard,
except the sound of the blood pumping through his veins.
That pounding sound inside his head;
reminding him that he is still alive;
even as his surroundings tell him differently.
So hollow.
He sits still;
not feeling the desire to move; in the tiny room he lives
in the total darkness.
Once he had stretched out his arms,
and could touch each of the four walls from where he sat.
So close.
His arms folded quickly;
and he had not moved since.
His ears reaching out for a sound other than the pounding;
or worse yet, his own breathing.
The reminders that he is in this space
and the nightmare shall not end.
If the beating stopped,
if the breathing sounds stopped,
would he feel more content?
Would the hollowness be filled?
Would the sounds that now make him cringe, when gone, be missed?
Would the hollowness ebb?
If they gave him one final wish,
and if he did ask for another chance,
would they actually grant such a thing?
Or would they just shake their head slowly,
and say that second chances were not the things of wishes?
So he sits,
silently,
motionlessly,
and begins to feel the hollowness surround him.
Sitting still,
as it begins to envelop him,
and he waits for it to complete it's mission.
thanks Travis...
OK, we found this over on SPARKY'S blog from when he did the Blogothon. His charity is the Shriners Childrens Hospitals, a 22 hospital network that treats the children of North America for free for various difficult diseases and even has 3 hospitals that specialize as burn care units. It truly is an amazing organization that his wife has experienced first hand in Philadelphia.
Please go over and check it out and if possible make a contribution to the cause.
BUT...what we found made us cringe. We have not seen this in our market yet, and we think you will find it easy to understand why.
This is HORRIBLE....hear us ....HORRIBLE..and the worst thing....well watch this first...
ARGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG...you want to know the really horrible thing about that?
Read this:
"Viva Las Vegas"
(Doc Pomus, Mort Shuman)
Elvis Presley Music, Inc. (renewed)
Mort Shuman Songs (BMI)
Renewed 1993 Sharwyn Felder, Geoffrey Felder.
All rights on behalf of Sharyn & Geoffrey Felder
administered by Pomus Songs, Inc. (BMI)
All rights on behalf of Mort Shuman Songs (BMI)
administered by Warner-Tamerlane
Publishing Corp. (BMI)
All rights reserved. Used by permission
DO you see it thee? Yup! This is Lisa Marie and Priscilla allowing this crap! This is from the ELVIS site under the licensing area...
Elvis Presley Enterprises' Licensing Division is charged with the responsibility of protecting and preserving the integrity of Elvis Presley, Graceland and other related properties. We accomplish this through the pursuit of the right commercial opportunities that fit with our financial strategies while maintaining desired branding and positioning for Elvis and our other properties.
We devote personalized attention to each of our more than 100 licensees and we are sensitive to the unique situations and financial goals of each. Years of experience combined with a true sense of support and responsiveness for our licensees distinguish EPE's licensing team as one of the best in the industry.
Contact us today and let us explore together how we can develop mutually beneficial merchandising and licensing programs.
The ley word there is mutually beneficial. It appears that if you slap Elvis' face on something, it benefits them because you must check out the list of LICENSEES. We considered listing them here, but really, it would have taken up too much space.
Look, we are not trying to say that "Viva Las Vegas" is an American classic, but it just seems so so wrong to us.
Please go over and check it out and if possible make a contribution to the cause.
BUT...what we found made us cringe. We have not seen this in our market yet, and we think you will find it easy to understand why.
This is HORRIBLE....hear us ....HORRIBLE..and the worst thing....well watch this first...
ARGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG...you want to know the really horrible thing about that?
Read this:
"Viva Las Vegas"
(Doc Pomus, Mort Shuman)
Elvis Presley Music, Inc. (renewed)
Mort Shuman Songs (BMI)
Renewed 1993 Sharwyn Felder, Geoffrey Felder.
All rights on behalf of Sharyn & Geoffrey Felder
administered by Pomus Songs, Inc. (BMI)
All rights on behalf of Mort Shuman Songs (BMI)
administered by Warner-Tamerlane
Publishing Corp. (BMI)
All rights reserved. Used by permission
DO you see it thee? Yup! This is Lisa Marie and Priscilla allowing this crap! This is from the ELVIS site under the licensing area...
Elvis Presley Enterprises' Licensing Division is charged with the responsibility of protecting and preserving the integrity of Elvis Presley, Graceland and other related properties. We accomplish this through the pursuit of the right commercial opportunities that fit with our financial strategies while maintaining desired branding and positioning for Elvis and our other properties.
We devote personalized attention to each of our more than 100 licensees and we are sensitive to the unique situations and financial goals of each. Years of experience combined with a true sense of support and responsiveness for our licensees distinguish EPE's licensing team as one of the best in the industry.
Contact us today and let us explore together how we can develop mutually beneficial merchandising and licensing programs.
The ley word there is mutually beneficial. It appears that if you slap Elvis' face on something, it benefits them because you must check out the list of LICENSEES. We considered listing them here, but really, it would have taken up too much space.
Look, we are not trying to say that "Viva Las Vegas" is an American classic, but it just seems so so wrong to us.
Natalie Merchant...hell of a voice...and she is an incredible word-smith also...This from the "IN MY TRIBE" album. It is called "THE PAINTED DESERT" and is written by drummer Jerome Augustyniak and Ms. Merchant. Natalie on vocals, Jerome on drums, Robert Buck on guitars, Dennis Drew on keyboards and Steven Gustafson on bass guitar.
Hope you enjoy...
Hope you enjoy...
