these are pictures
most i take
if not I'll tell you
there is writing
same goes for that too
as well as some videos
likely will not be mine
but if so I'll tell you otherwise
enjoy
most i take
if not I'll tell you
there is writing
same goes for that too
as well as some videos
likely will not be mine
but if so I'll tell you otherwise
enjoy
Sunday, March 27, 2011
Wednesday, March 23, 2011
Monday, March 21, 2011
Saturday, March 19, 2011
Thursday, March 17, 2011
Thursday, March 10, 2011
unknown
but all knowing in the blind wonder
vague fickle trust fallows around bliss
no sight nor touch
no sound nor sent
no sence,
but the understanding
obscurely gracious understanding
pure erratic beauty
dance forever in warm thought through this cold calm night
and blanket it in feathers and bits of twine
wrapped tight is a bright hue of gold
excited patiently for seasons
the cobble streets have their reasons
but all knowing in the blind wonder
vague fickle trust fallows around bliss
no sight nor touch
no sound nor sent
no sence,
but the understanding
obscurely gracious understanding
pure erratic beauty
dance forever in warm thought through this cold calm night
and blanket it in feathers and bits of twine
wrapped tight is a bright hue of gold
excited patiently for seasons
the cobble streets have their reasons
Monday, March 7, 2011
Wednesday, March 2, 2011
Beautiful notions drift through a muddled mind
visions of perfection personified
morning light
catch those tiny diamonds and frame each and every radiant piece
so i may revel at every smooth line
at every gorgeous corner
i believe in my smile
in mornings first moment
in the importance of little intricate joys
and the knowing
that as my thoughts drift ever so carelessly away
at any given chance
anothers' might join this same rushing current
carefully entwined in idea
while blissfully losing ourselves
visions of perfection personified
morning light
catch those tiny diamonds and frame each and every radiant piece
so i may revel at every smooth line
at every gorgeous corner
i believe in my smile
in mornings first moment
in the importance of little intricate joys
and the knowing
that as my thoughts drift ever so carelessly away
at any given chance
anothers' might join this same rushing current
carefully entwined in idea
while blissfully losing ourselves
swaying softly
in the endless blanket of sea
in the endless blanket of sea
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