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<rss xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" version="2.0"><channel><atom:link rel="hub" href="http://tumblr.superfeedr.com/" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"/><description>Author for kids grown and ungrown.</description><title>The Imaginarium of Bolt Mars</title><generator>Tumblr (3.0; @boltmars)</generator><link>http://imaginarium.boltmars.com/</link><item><title>PIE IN THE SKYTreehouses, trampolinesSwimming pools, and...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m3tfjcokHg1qe0va0o1_500.png"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;PIE IN THE SKY&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Treehouses, trampolines&lt;br/&gt;Swimming pools, and submarines&lt;br/&gt;Exist today&lt;br/&gt;Because someone stood&lt;br/&gt;And boldly said&lt;br/&gt;I want the world&lt;br/&gt;That’s in my head&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://imaginarium.boltmars.com/post/22852293448</link><guid>http://imaginarium.boltmars.com/post/22852293448</guid><pubDate>Fri, 11 May 2012 15:23:06 -0400</pubDate><category>Write</category><category>poetry</category><category>art</category><category>awesome</category><category>dream</category><category>imagination</category><category>dreams</category><category>invention</category><category>lit</category><category>poem</category><category>rhymes</category><category>rhyme</category><category>rocket</category><category>rocketship</category><category>roller coaster</category><category>swimming</category><category>trampoline</category><category>treehouse</category></item><item><title>Please don’t go. We’ll eat you up. We love you so.</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m3pjwzzOEr1qe0va0o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Please don’t go. We’ll eat you up. &lt;/em&gt;We love you so.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://imaginarium.boltmars.com/post/22652157908</link><guid>http://imaginarium.boltmars.com/post/22652157908</guid><pubDate>Tue, 08 May 2012 10:22:00 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>I wish I mayI wish I mightTell them allTurn down the lightsSo we...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m3mtphMpSh1qe0va0o1_r5_500.png"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I wish I may&lt;br/&gt;I wish I might&lt;br/&gt;Tell them all&lt;br/&gt;Turn down the lights&lt;br/&gt;So we can see&lt;br/&gt;More stars at night&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://imaginarium.boltmars.com/post/22566461381</link><guid>http://imaginarium.boltmars.com/post/22566461381</guid><pubDate>Sun, 06 May 2012 23:00:00 -0400</pubDate><category>Poems</category><category>Poetry</category><category>City</category><category>Cities</category><category>Stars</category><category>Wonder</category><category>Awesome</category><category>Night</category><category>Bolt</category><category>Mars</category></item><item><title>Wing It</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img class="half" src="http://boltmars.com/images/good28b.png"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;They told him not to do it&lt;br/&gt;They said he shouldn&amp;#8217;t try&lt;br/&gt;They said that he was human&lt;br/&gt;No way that he could fly&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;He knew that he would show them&lt;br/&gt;One day that he would soar&lt;br/&gt;They saw him always flailing&lt;br/&gt; And said to try no more&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;So at night he practiced&lt;br/&gt;Down beneath the dark&lt;br/&gt;He learned to fly in secret&lt;br/&gt;Deep in Forest Park&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Out upon the playground&lt;br/&gt;They poked and said mean things&lt;br/&gt;Until he got the courage&lt;br/&gt;And readied up his wings&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;His heart was quickly beating&lt;br/&gt;Thumping like a drum&lt;br/&gt;He sped off down the blacktop&lt;br/&gt;The time had finally come&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Rising rather sharply&lt;br/&gt;No one made a sound&lt;br/&gt;Looks were gone from faces&lt;br/&gt;Jaws were on the ground&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Now that he was airborne &lt;br/&gt;He made his mind to leave&lt;br/&gt;Just to keep on flapping&lt;br/&gt;Towards somewhere they believe&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://imaginarium.boltmars.com/post/20795351827</link><guid>http://imaginarium.boltmars.com/post/20795351827</guid><pubDate>Mon, 09 Apr 2012 16:19:00 -0400</pubDate><category>Imagination</category><category>Poetry</category><category>Poems</category><category>Flight</category><category>Shoes</category><category>Courage</category><category>Belief</category><category>Whimsy</category><category>Adventure</category><category>Risk</category><category>Fitting In</category></item><item><title>Nice Work</title><description>&lt;p&gt;You can be a salesman, &lt;br/&gt; A banker, or a &lt;span class="il"&gt;clerk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt; And spend your days explaining &lt;br/&gt; Why something doesn&amp;#8217;t work&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; But when choosing a profession&lt;br/&gt; If you sought my advice&lt;br/&gt; I&amp;#8217;d tell you, pick a fun one &lt;br/&gt; Where people think you&amp;#8217;re nice&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://imaginarium.boltmars.com/post/20092633721</link><guid>http://imaginarium.boltmars.com/post/20092633721</guid><pubDate>Wed, 28 Mar 2012 21:08:50 -0400</pubDate><category>Poem</category><category>Poetry</category><category>Bolt Mars</category><category>Ideas</category><category>Work</category><category>Whimsy</category><category>Advice</category><category>Life</category><category>Sweet!</category></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m0be289IxV1qe0va0o1_500.png"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://imaginarium.boltmars.com/post/18663276173</link><guid>http://imaginarium.boltmars.com/post/18663276173</guid><pubDate>Sat, 03 Mar 2012 10:08:32 -0500</pubDate><category>Imagination</category><category>Adventure</category><category>Creatures</category><category>Ideas</category><category>Whimsy</category><category>Awesome</category><category>Thoughts</category><category>Little Worlds</category><category>Tiny</category><category>Fun</category><category>Bolt Mars</category></item><item><title>A Tree In The Sea</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://boltmars.com/images/treesea2b.png"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;It&amp;#8217;s not for you&lt;br/&gt;And not for me&lt;br/&gt;To tell a tree&lt;br/&gt;Where it can be&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Should he turn brave&lt;br/&gt;And build his home&lt;br/&gt;Down in the waves&lt;br/&gt;It&amp;#8217;s up to us&lt;br/&gt;To lead his charge&lt;br/&gt;Cheer for him&lt;br/&gt;And help grow large&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Some will rise&lt;br/&gt;And they&amp;#8217;ll exclaim&lt;br/&gt;That all trees&lt;br/&gt;Should stand the same&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Born on land&lt;br/&gt;Is what they&amp;#8217;ll say&lt;br/&gt;And that&amp;#8217;s right where&lt;br/&gt;A tree should stay&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;They&amp;#8217;ll make signs&lt;br/&gt;March around&lt;br/&gt;And we will firmly&lt;br/&gt;Stand our ground&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Must not be sad&lt;br/&gt;That they don&amp;#8217;t know&lt;br/&gt;Or might be scared&lt;br/&gt;Of trees that grow&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;So do your best&lt;br/&gt;To help them see&lt;br/&gt;That it&amp;#8217;s okay&lt;br/&gt;For there to be&lt;br/&gt;A tree that swims&lt;br/&gt;Down in the sea&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://imaginarium.boltmars.com/post/18496692349</link><guid>http://imaginarium.boltmars.com/post/18496692349</guid><pubDate>Wed, 29 Feb 2012 11:07:00 -0500</pubDate><category>Bolt Mars</category><category>A Tree in the Sea</category><category>Poem</category><category>Poems</category><category>Poetry</category><category>Poets</category><category>Rhymes</category><category>Childrens Books</category><category>Imagination</category><category>Wonder</category><category>Whimsy</category><category>Adventure</category><category>Tree</category><category>Sea</category><category>Ocean</category><category>Magic</category></item><item><title>Les Petits</title><description>&lt;p&gt;They are the protectors&lt;br/&gt;Of things we hope and dream&lt;br/&gt;Miniscule reminders&lt;br/&gt;There&amp;#8217;s more than what it seems&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;They&amp;#8217;re the mini merry ones&lt;br/&gt;Who work behind our backs&lt;br/&gt;Tiny little guardians&lt;br/&gt;Who live between the cracks&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Here so you remember&lt;br/&gt;To stop and look around&lt;br/&gt;And keep you from forgetting&lt;br/&gt;There&amp;#8217;s magic to be found&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://imaginarium.boltmars.com/post/18441422369</link><guid>http://imaginarium.boltmars.com/post/18441422369</guid><pubDate>Tue, 28 Feb 2012 11:57:00 -0500</pubDate><category>Les Petits</category><category>Poems</category><category>Poetry</category><category>Poem</category><category>Bolt Mars</category><category>Imagination</category><category>Guardians</category><category>Little Ones</category><category>Awesome</category><category>Whimsy</category></item><item><title>WILLYWilly was a wishing wellThat no one came to seeThey...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lu37ttjEVF1qe0va0o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;WILLY&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Willy was a wishing well&lt;br/&gt;That no one came to see&lt;br/&gt;They overlooked his little sign&lt;br/&gt;“Wish right here for free!”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;So no one came to wish with him&lt;br/&gt;For rainbows or balloons&lt;br/&gt;And no one came to wish with him&lt;br/&gt;For lazy afternoons&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;He went to town&lt;br/&gt;And there he found&lt;br/&gt;That none had read the sign&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;They said to make it bigger&lt;br/&gt;Then they’d change their mind&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;He hustled home &lt;br/&gt;His new sign shone&lt;br/&gt;But still no one returned&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;He ran back down &lt;br/&gt;And asked the town&lt;br/&gt;Aghast at what he learned&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Now that they had read it&lt;br/&gt;No one could understand&lt;br/&gt;How a wish&lt;br/&gt;Would be a good wish&lt;br/&gt;When no money changed hands&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;He slunk back to his wishful spot&lt;br/&gt;Resolved to make them see&lt;br/&gt;That the best things you can wish for&lt;br/&gt;Can be wished for free&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;But no one came to wish with him&lt;br/&gt;To share their hopes and dreams&lt;br/&gt; And no one came to wish with him&lt;br/&gt; To spill their harebrained schemes&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;For Willy was a wishing well&lt;br/&gt; That no one came to see&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; They’d used up all their wishes&lt;br/&gt; On things from the TV&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://imaginarium.boltmars.com/post/12835879020</link><guid>http://imaginarium.boltmars.com/post/12835879020</guid><pubDate>Wed, 15 Feb 2012 09:25:00 -0500</pubDate><category>Willy</category><category>Wish</category><category>Wishing</category><category>Wishing Well</category><category>Whimsy</category><category>Sadness</category><category>Imagination</category><category>Wonder</category><category>Poem</category><category>Poems</category><category>Poetry</category><category>Art</category><category>Fun</category><category>Thoughts</category><category>Stories</category><category>Dreams</category><category>Kids Poems</category><category>Childrens Books</category></item><item><title>The Astronauts</title><description>&lt;p&gt;They call them The Astronauts&lt;br/&gt;They camp in yards and sleep on cots&lt;br/&gt;Race their bikes to world ends&lt;br/&gt;Build secret forts in hidden bends&lt;br/&gt;Covered in their beds at night&lt;br/&gt;Read Crusoe by secret light&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Beneath the cover of the dark &lt;br/&gt;Get together in the park&amp;#8230;&lt;br/&gt;Through the fence &lt;br/&gt;Into the woods&lt;br/&gt;Past a clearing &lt;br/&gt;Stashed the goods&lt;br/&gt;Built a tunnel to the dump&lt;br/&gt;They build robots out of junk&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;One day at school during a game&lt;br/&gt;They found their lives forever changed&lt;br/&gt;Playing soccer in the hall&lt;br/&gt;A kick too hard sent their ball&lt;br/&gt;Out the door into the trees&lt;br/&gt;Where something strange was under leaves&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;There a tree but with a sheen&lt;br/&gt;Like none of them had ever seen&lt;br/&gt;It was felled some years ago&lt;br/&gt;But still it held a faintly glow&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;They tucked it back there under grass&lt;br/&gt;And quickly scurried back to class&lt;br/&gt;After school they rushed back down&lt;br/&gt;To dig deeper underground&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;They revealed a U-S-A&lt;br/&gt;With stars and stripes in an array&lt;br/&gt;It had wings and booster sockets&lt;br/&gt;They had found a long lost rocket&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Still unsure how it could be &lt;br/&gt;That the rocket was a tree&lt;br/&gt;They set out&lt;br/&gt;To let it free&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;They worked at night&lt;br/&gt;By campfire light&lt;br/&gt;Carting goods&lt;br/&gt;From the dump&lt;br/&gt;Into the woods&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;A washer door&lt;br/&gt;An old stove pipe&lt;br/&gt;Slowly brought it &lt;br/&gt;Back to life&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;When they finally climbed inside&lt;br/&gt;They could not believe their eyes&lt;br/&gt;The screen and unknown faintly glow&lt;br/&gt;Now read out &amp;#8220;All Systems Go!&amp;#8221;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Night wore on and it ran late&lt;br/&gt;They knew then that they should wait&lt;br/&gt;All rushed home that Friday night&lt;br/&gt;And tucked back in without a light&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;When sun awoke on that weekend&lt;br/&gt;They rushed right back to their new friend&lt;br/&gt;Spokes howling and brakes hissing&lt;br/&gt;When they got there it was missing&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Leaves and twigs formed a trail&lt;br/&gt;To the clearing they turned pale&lt;br/&gt;In the field it could be seen&lt;br/&gt;The ground was burnt and ringed bright green&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;During their slumber, in the night&lt;br/&gt;The rocket walked to its launch site&lt;br/&gt;Lit its fuel and blasted off&lt;br/&gt;Amongst the stars and space aloft&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Where it went they never knew&lt;br/&gt;It held their thoughts though as they grew&lt;br/&gt;Each night they all looked up with hope&lt;br/&gt;They&amp;#8217;d find their rocket in the scope&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;It never came, but they found things&lt;br/&gt;Like shooting stars and Saturn&amp;#8217;s rings&lt;br/&gt;That taught them all to look around&lt;br/&gt;Amazed by things that could be found&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;They call them The Astronauts&lt;br/&gt;They camped in yards and slept on cots&lt;br/&gt;They found a spaceship in a tree&lt;br/&gt;It showed them things that no one sees&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;img class="half" src="http://boltmars.com/images/scope3.png" width="250"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://imaginarium.boltmars.com/post/13505942919</link><guid>http://imaginarium.boltmars.com/post/13505942919</guid><pubDate>Tue, 10 Jan 2012 13:15:00 -0500</pubDate><category>Astronaut</category><category>Crusoe</category><category>Imagination</category><category>Kids Books</category><category>Poem</category><category>Poetry</category><category>Space</category><category>Spaceship</category><category>Spacesuit</category><category>Story</category><category>Whimsy</category><category>Wonder</category><category>Writers</category><category>Stories</category><category>Adventure</category><category>Explorers</category><category>Exploration</category><category>Awe</category></item><item><title>The Way of the Dodo</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img class="quarter" src="http://boltmars.com/images/dodo5.png"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Each time you hear&lt;br/&gt;A creature&amp;#8217;s found&lt;br/&gt;That no one knew&lt;br/&gt;Was still around&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Should give you hope&lt;br/&gt;Those dreams that passed&lt;br/&gt;Might yet come true&lt;br/&gt;At long last&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://imaginarium.boltmars.com/post/13544652327</link><guid>http://imaginarium.boltmars.com/post/13544652327</guid><pubDate>Wed, 30 Nov 2011 13:30:29 -0500</pubDate><category>Rhymes</category><category>Poems</category><category>Poetry</category><category>Art</category><category>Media</category><category>Lit</category><category>Imagination</category><category>Wonder</category><category>Dreams</category><category>Wishes</category><category>Ideas</category><category>Whimsy</category><category>Wonder</category><category>Daydreams</category></item><item><title>"Everyone needs an alter ego."</title><description>“Everyone needs an alter ego.”</description><link>http://imaginarium.boltmars.com/post/9998907565</link><guid>http://imaginarium.boltmars.com/post/9998907565</guid><pubDate>Sun, 16 Oct 2011 13:19:00 -0400</pubDate><category>Ideas</category><category>Thoughts</category><category>Imagination</category><category>Awesome</category></item><item><title>Just wanted to take a moment to introduce formally introduce you...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lsv8e8xNbx1qe0va0o1_r6_500.png"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Just wanted to take a moment to introduce formally introduce you to &lt;a href="http://magicframe.boltmars.com"&gt;The Magic Frame&lt;/a&gt;.  It’s a little online gallery I’ve been keeping of artists with imaginative brains. &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://imaginarium.boltmars.com/post/11284143143</link><guid>http://imaginarium.boltmars.com/post/11284143143</guid><pubDate>Sat, 15 Oct 2011 15:49:00 -0400</pubDate><category>Art</category><category>Artists</category><category>Paint</category><category>Painting</category><category>Photography</category><category>Illustration</category><category>Imagination</category><category>Whimsy</category><category>Awesome</category><category>Artwork</category><category>Gallery</category><category>Wonder</category><category>Adventure</category></item><item><title>Wild Days</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Very little consequence&lt;br/&gt;Need for thought or recompense&lt;br/&gt;To run out where the trees are dense&lt;br/&gt;Take a day and fly away&lt;br/&gt;Point your bow and swiftly go&lt;br/&gt;Out the way the rivers flow&lt;br/&gt;Pack a sled and set your sights&lt;br/&gt;Up to the aurora lights&lt;br/&gt;Go right now and have some fun&lt;br/&gt;While there&amp;#8217;s still a shining sun&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;The things that you&amp;#8217;re &lt;br/&gt;Supposed to do&lt;br/&gt;Will sit right here &lt;br/&gt;And wait for you&lt;br/&gt;Stack your work&lt;br/&gt;And take a break&lt;br/&gt;Adventures call for you to take&amp;#8230;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://imaginarium.boltmars.com/post/11105352076</link><guid>http://imaginarium.boltmars.com/post/11105352076</guid><pubDate>Sat, 15 Oct 2011 13:46:00 -0400</pubDate><category>Adventure</category><category>Aurora</category><category>Bolt Mars</category><category>Escape</category><category>Imagination</category><category>Poems</category><category>Responsibility</category><category>Rhyme</category><category>Rhymes</category><category>Verse</category><category>Whimsy</category><category>Awesome</category><category>Go</category><category>Run Away</category><category>Out</category><category>Away</category><category>Verse</category></item><item><title>"So many threads
in the fabric of space, 
the best thing to do
is tug a new few 
when your..."</title><description>“So many threads&lt;br/&gt;
in the fabric of space, &lt;br/&gt;
the best thing to do&lt;br/&gt;
is tug a new few &lt;br/&gt;
when your world&lt;br/&gt;
spins out of place.”</description><link>http://imaginarium.boltmars.com/post/10375853212</link><guid>http://imaginarium.boltmars.com/post/10375853212</guid><pubDate>Sun, 18 Sep 2011 17:34:00 -0400</pubDate><category>Adventures</category><category>Chance</category><category>Ideas</category><category>Imagination</category><category>Paths</category><category>Rhymes</category><category>Thoughts</category><category>World</category></item><item><title>"Fireworks, fireflies, bonfires, auroras, and shooting stars should never have to compete for your..."</title><description>“Fireworks, fireflies, bonfires, auroras, and shooting stars should never have to compete for your attention with reality television”</description><link>http://imaginarium.boltmars.com/post/7261300818</link><guid>http://imaginarium.boltmars.com/post/7261300818</guid><pubDate>Tue, 05 Jul 2011 08:21:00 -0400</pubDate><category>Thoughts</category><category>Fireworks</category><category>Fireflies</category><category>Bonfire</category><category>Aurora</category><category>Meteors</category><category>Shooting Stars</category><category>Life</category><category>Choices</category><category>Awesome</category></item><item><title>"Observatories, swings, and secret movie theaters, should always be bigger selling points than..."</title><description>“Observatories, swings, and secret movie theaters, should always be bigger selling points than granite counter tops, walk-in closets, and chef’s kitchens…”</description><link>http://imaginarium.boltmars.com/post/3848117769</link><guid>http://imaginarium.boltmars.com/post/3848117769</guid><pubDate>Sun, 13 Mar 2011 23:49:00 -0400</pubDate><category>Firehouse</category><category>Future Self</category><category>House</category><category>Imagination</category><category>Observatory</category><category>Treehouse</category><category>Thoughts</category><category>Write</category></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_li13rot6671qe0va0o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://imaginarium.boltmars.com/post/3848035364</link><guid>http://imaginarium.boltmars.com/post/3848035364</guid><pubDate>Sun, 13 Mar 2011 23:45:24 -0400</pubDate><category>Hot Air Balloons</category><category>Balloons</category><category>Photo</category><category>Photography</category><category>Awesome</category></item><item><title>"Your house probably doesn’t need another china cabinet. Or a couch no one’s allowed to..."</title><description>“Your house probably doesn’t need another china cabinet. Or a couch no one’s allowed to sit on. But it could certainly use a slide or a secret passageway…”</description><link>http://imaginarium.boltmars.com/post/3602623221</link><guid>http://imaginarium.boltmars.com/post/3602623221</guid><pubDate>Wed, 02 Mar 2011 12:36:48 -0500</pubDate><category>house</category><category>slide</category><category>ideas</category><category>thoughts</category><category>ethos</category><category>Write</category></item><item><title>Nice Shades</title><description>&lt;p&gt;When getting dressed each day&lt;br/&gt;The proper thing to do&lt;br/&gt;Is to think about whether&lt;br/&gt;Your five year old self&lt;br/&gt;Would still hang out with you&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://imaginarium.boltmars.com/post/3571746905</link><guid>http://imaginarium.boltmars.com/post/3571746905</guid><pubDate>Mon, 28 Feb 2011 18:43:00 -0500</pubDate><category>Adulthood</category><category>Awesome</category><category>Grownups</category><category>Poem</category><category>Poems</category><category>Rhymes</category><category>Rules</category><category>Shades</category><category>ethos</category><category>Poetry</category><category>Write</category></item></channel></rss>

