Tuesday, December 21, 2010
Wednesday, November 10, 2010
Thursday, October 14, 2010
Some inspiration from Air
AIR MUSIC VIDEO SING SANG SUNG from MATHEMATIC SAS on Vimeo.
I love this concept!! I'm inspired~!Monday, October 4, 2010
Life List Destination Sweden
Coolest camping ever in Kolarbyn, Sweden! As Tina Fey would say, "I want to go to there!". Check it
Saturday, October 2, 2010
AT Computer 9
Dream Days
Dream days are coming
or more or less are here
the rainbows are drumming
to spell away the fear
In times when omens rise
can one without compromise
fly with thoughts up high
staying bouyant to testify
that indeed things are exactly
not at all what they seem
and for a matter of factly
coming are days that dream.
Dream days are coming
or more or less are here
the rainbows are drumming
to spell away the fear
In times when omens rise
can one without compromise
fly with thoughts up high
staying bouyant to testify
that indeed things are exactly
not at all what they seem
and for a matter of factly
coming are days that dream.
mesmerizing
Monday, August 23, 2010
Sunday, July 18, 2010
Wednesday, May 5, 2010
At Computer 8
Monday, March 15, 2010
At Computer 7
Wednesday, March 10, 2010
At Computer-6
The Grapefruit Tree In Bloom
The grapefruit blossoms send a dream into the air,
that sweeps up my eyelashes and swirls around my hair.
Such citrus wafting song makes one dash into a dare,
And end up in those places from a magical Neverwhere.
A flower paddles down in wind gently before my eye,
and with its graceful wandering my heart loosens a sigh,
for with the curves the posy falls in her path I do espy,
flows perfume sweet around her dance in generous supply.
And when she lays upon the ground a tear is gently shed
for life soon passing from her scent sunk into soil be bled
the petals of her dress do thin and follow with no dread
For she will come again next year on springs free wheeling sled!
The grapefruit blossoms send a dream into the air,
that sweeps up my eyelashes and swirls around my hair.
Such citrus wafting song makes one dash into a dare,
And end up in those places from a magical Neverwhere.
A flower paddles down in wind gently before my eye,
and with its graceful wandering my heart loosens a sigh,
for with the curves the posy falls in her path I do espy,
flows perfume sweet around her dance in generous supply.
And when she lays upon the ground a tear is gently shed
for life soon passing from her scent sunk into soil be bled
the petals of her dress do thin and follow with no dread
For she will come again next year on springs free wheeling sled!
Tuesday, February 9, 2010
At Computer - 5
The Deck at Present
King size bed,
Swimming up to sleep with you.
Queen size dreams,
From the days delicious doings.
All Jacked up,
From expeditions we beheld.
Ten heavy trees,
weighed down by drifting snow.
Nine lacy flakes,
Caught with tongue sticking out.
Eight flighty tracks,
Left by leaping doe in quiet wood.
Seven crackers left,
To fill my empty stomach.
Six breaths to take,
To catch up with the pace
Five wandering geese,
Flying overhead.
Four eyes looking,
Down the slopes with speed.
Three people calling,
Wait up for me.
Two skis sliding,
Waxing stripes into the powder.
One contented soul,
With deck in hand to play!
King size bed,
Swimming up to sleep with you.
Queen size dreams,
From the days delicious doings.
All Jacked up,
From expeditions we beheld.
Ten heavy trees,
weighed down by drifting snow.
Nine lacy flakes,
Caught with tongue sticking out.
Eight flighty tracks,
Left by leaping doe in quiet wood.
Seven crackers left,
To fill my empty stomach.
Six breaths to take,
To catch up with the pace
Five wandering geese,
Flying overhead.
Four eyes looking,
Down the slopes with speed.
Three people calling,
Wait up for me.
Two skis sliding,
Waxing stripes into the powder.
One contented soul,
With deck in hand to play!
Friday, January 8, 2010
At Computer - 4
My Dreams are Keeping Me Awake
At night in my sleep,
My dreams are keeping me awake.
Through the sheets they do creep,
with lusty fingers they do take.
The nightmares shake the calm
while the dreams so wake the spirit;
that there is no way to palm,
slumber's song wishing I could hear it.
The body tosses and turns,
to find a perfect trance in repose;
but the ardor of concerns,
tosses my limbs with turned up nose.
To the wish for gentle silence
that passes so rarely on its way;
cradling my nervous penance
for things forgotten to convey.
If for only just a moment,
my tired thoughts allay;
then sleep, heaven sent,
would be the order on my tray.
And the dreams that keep awake
what should be put to bed;
would shut eyes for mercies' sake
to forget words left unsaid.
At night in my sleep,
My dreams are keeping me awake.
Through the sheets they do creep,
with lusty fingers they do take.
The nightmares shake the calm
while the dreams so wake the spirit;
that there is no way to palm,
slumber's song wishing I could hear it.
The body tosses and turns,
to find a perfect trance in repose;
but the ardor of concerns,
tosses my limbs with turned up nose.
To the wish for gentle silence
that passes so rarely on its way;
cradling my nervous penance
for things forgotten to convey.
If for only just a moment,
my tired thoughts allay;
then sleep, heaven sent,
would be the order on my tray.
And the dreams that keep awake
what should be put to bed;
would shut eyes for mercies' sake
to forget words left unsaid.
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