In just 10 days I will be boarding a plane to a place I've never been...the closer I get, the more I start to think. I'm not afraid, but you just have to wonder...anyhow, this is 'wheat in Texas.' it appears to have nothing to do with anything, but if you read between the lines, it will.


my father was a gracious man
in summer's endless fields
he ripped down wheat in a place where
"even beyond all the colors," he said
"all Texans will never be the same."

the only freedom he could ever teach me
lay barreled up in the bed of his pickup truck;
trying to keep the sun from my eyes,
I knew those summers held me together
keeping wheat tied down against the busy highway winds,
there was just no room for rebellion
pulling up in Mr. bowmen's driveway,
there was "yes-Sir, thank-you-Sir,"
and then weekly pay.

my father would nod and so graciously smile and
we'd start for home, where he wouldn't look at me the whole way.
but would say to me over and over:
"chevy, there are parts of this Country I've
never been allowed to believe in,
and till you cross border to California or somewhere,
you'll never believe in them either."


-Morgan H

Words All Around You With a Heart in the Middle

(verse one)

love is timeless
don't chase me through the years
the memories you count
the nights you stay out
seem like forever
they're like forever
love is tasteless
you can't pick up its ways
you feel it all around you
on the tip of your tongue
but you can't explain
so you can't complain

(chorus)
and it's words all around you
with a heart in the middle
it's words all around you
with a heart in the middle
it's words all around you
with a heart in the middle
it's hard in the middle
it's hard in the middle

(verse two)
love is faceless
so don't come to look for me
the world is ever changing
where I stay the same
but I leave no trace
I can't leave a trace
love is heartless
it needs us to be
the weight of its proof
the proof of its truth
but no pressure,
no pressure

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morgan, apart//

|this morning, i all of a sudden wish i had never cut my hair. it was all over the place and i couldn't do anything with it. i was so, so tired when i woke up, and i have no idea why because i had a full eight hours of sleep. i woke up with my head at the foot of my bed, my covers all over the floor, and i was burning up. i have no idea WHAT happened last night. anyhow, i got myself a coca cola (not coffee--doing slightly better about that addiction, i guess!) and it got a little better.

i am also not in the mood for christmas yet. i realized that i really dislike christmas songs, which kind of hurts the christmas spirit..but i still like all the lights and such.

[photography]portfoliotheme challenges

so i know that i don’t have to use a theme for my portfolio, but i don’t want to slap random photographs on to a disc that i think look good and call it photography. if anything, even if the viewers aren’t impressed with my work, i want them to see that there is pattern and reason in my work, and i’m not just taking pictures. with that being said, i came up ‘drainage.’ took photographs and drained the color. my goal was to make it look as lifeless as possible. to show what it looks and feels like when absolutely alone. and when i say alone, i don’t mean lonely. i just want to show the contrast of living and existing and how when it’s just existing..everything
is silent, colorless, lifeless. what i like to call drainage. here is some of what i shot today for that series: