On the eastern slope of the canyon, a scar could be seen above the fire break. A Piper Cub had crashed there one afternoon in the fog, while her mother was in the back yard hanging clothes on the line and she was sitting on the toilet. There wasn’t much of a sound, but the impact’s thud had rocked them both.
the eastern coast of the u.s is my home. We are known as the crazy, the rude, and the “always in a rush”, here in new York. We are also, however, the dreamers, the randoms, and the ones who will show you how to have fun and make the most of a bad situation. We will dance in the middle of time square, take pictures of everything long after our tourist days are over, and yell at vendors for being to slow or trying to rip us off. No matter where I go, New York will always be my home. And I will always be proud of that.
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Banana Ramma
The eastern view–that’s the view he has disregarded. He’s all west now, all south now, all north. Everything but eastern, everything to the right. I don’t know how he does it.
As i watched the sun glow.
shadowing the trees as it rises
in he eastern sky.
i feel a surreal feeling come over me
and my soul flocking like birds
to the south that is my path
that is instinct to take.
yet seems that there are many paths to take.
but just one destination.
On the eastern slope of the canyon, a scar could be seen above the fire break. A Piper Cub had crashed there one afternoon in the fog, while her mother was in the back yard hanging clothes on the line and she was sitting on the toilet. There wasn’t much of a sound, but the impact’s thud had rocked them both.
the eastern coast of the u.s is my home. We are known as the crazy, the rude, and the “always in a rush”, here in new York. We are also, however, the dreamers, the randoms, and the ones who will show you how to have fun and make the most of a bad situation. We will dance in the middle of time square, take pictures of everything long after our tourist days are over, and yell at vendors for being to slow or trying to rip us off. No matter where I go, New York will always be my home. And I will always be proud of that.
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The eastern view–that’s the view he has disregarded. He’s all west now, all south now, all north. Everything but eastern, everything to the right. I don’t know how he does it.
As i watched the sun glow.
shadowing the trees as it rises
in he eastern sky.
i feel a surreal feeling come over me
and my soul flocking like birds
to the south that is my path
that is instinct to take.
yet seems that there are many paths to take.
but just one destination.
The eastern seaboard is far from us.We would have to fly to get there in one day.