| miércoles, junio 03, 2009 |
| take me to the river |
and I will drink the clear
clean water for to quench my thirst
and I shall watch the ferry-boats
and theyll get high
on a bluer ocean
against tomorrow's sky
and I will never grow so old again
Sweet Thing, Van Morrisson
Photo taken whilst cruising along The River Stour with fab friends on a boat. "I was moving!" is an excuse! =)Etiquetas: bournemouth, van morrisson |
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| martes, abril 14, 2009 |
| not long ago |
Sounds of laughter shades of life
are ringing through my open ears
exciting and inviting me
Limitless undying love which
shines around me like a million suns
Across The Universe, The Beatles
An old photo, textured and edited. Unsatisfied with the result (it's not as aged as I wanted it to be) but will do for now.Etiquetas: edit, sepia, the beatles |
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| martes, abril 07, 2009 |
| sinful |
it won't do to stir a deep desire,
to fan a hidden fire
that can never burn true.
i know your name, i know your skin
I know the way these things begin
but I don't know how I would live with myself
what I'd forgive of myself
if you don't go.
It won't do
to dream of caramel
to think of cinnamon
and long for you.
Caramel, Suzanne Vega
Because most of the time, giving up 'it's so bad, it's so good' stuff turns out to be the really good stuff. It takes two to tango - one to lead and another to let go.Etiquetas: food, suzanne vega |
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| jueves, marzo 26, 2009 |
| unexpected bunches |
your skin
oh yeah your skin and bones
turn into something beautiful
you know for you I'd bleed myself dry
for you I'd bleed myself dry
look at the stars look how they shine for you
Yellow, Coldplay
Thanks for the lovely flowery surprise.Etiquetas: coldplay, flora, sepia |
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| viernes, marzo 20, 2009 |
| a tribute |
so you think you can tell heaven from hell,
blue skies from pain
can you tell a green field from a cold steel rail?
a smile from a veil?
do you think you can tell?
and did they get you to trade your heroes for ghosts?
hot ashes for trees?
hot air for a cool breeze?
cold comfort for change?
and did you exchange
a walk on part
in the war
for a lead role in a cage?
What have you found?
the same old fears
Wish You Were Here, Pink Floyd
Just because it's Mom's day this Sunday and I'm missing my Mommy very much. 6000 miles is a long way, but love (and technology!) makes it feel like she's just down the road. Here's for all the mothers, whose arms we all still think of as home.Etiquetas: b/w, green park, pink floyd |
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| viernes, febrero 13, 2009 |
| just because it's v-day tomorrow |
i've been roaming around
i was looking down at all i see
painting faces
building places i can't reach
you know that i could use somebody
someone like you
and all you know
and how you speak
countless lovers undercover of the street
you know that i could use somebody
someone like you
Use Somebody, Kings of Leon
I know, I know, I'm not one who usually conforms to this holiday... but the faint sparkle of snow last night just made me miss joyful summer. I loved watching these two random people in Hyde Park. I wonder how they are now, as I wonder how couples I know have been. Love is a bizarre cycle after all and you don't really know what you're gonna get or what it really means until you find someone to show you. Nonetheless, here's something to make you smile and remember how good it feels to know what it is.Etiquetas: kensington gardens, kings of leon, summer |
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| lunes, enero 19, 2009 |
| barbershop, candyshop, sodashop boop! |
mr. sandman bring us a dream
give him a pair of eyes with a “come-hither” gleam
give him a lonely heart like Pagliacci
and lots of wavy hair like Liberace
mr Sandman, someone to hold
would be so peachy before we're too old
so please turn on your magic beam
mr sandman bring us - please, please bring us
mr sandman, bring us a dream.
Mr. Sandman, The ChordettesEtiquetas: the chordettes, westfield |
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| jueves, enero 15, 2009 |
| tonight, not again |
we bit our lips
she looked out the window
rolling tiny balls of napkin paper
i played a quick game of chess
with the salt and pepper shaker
and I could see clearly
an indelible line was drawn
between what was good
what just slipped out
and what went wrong
My Stupid Mouth, John MayerEtiquetas: food, john mayer |
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