Through the trees,
and the leaves
he only heaves
longing to breath.
Shallow pools cannot
fuel the fool.
He uses others
as his tools.
The water flows,
and the wind blows.
When he falls to his knees,
dying to bleed.
The shadows come,
there’s no where to run.
Staring at the sun,
waiting for death to come.
Monday, February 26, 2007
Tuesday, February 20, 2007
Untitled.
He told me once,
He’d always be there.
He told me once,
He’d always care.
But now I know,
That our trust is lost.
Too bad to say,
My feelings are lost?
I was suppose to be his,
Now and forever.
Sorry to say now,
I’m not the favorite.
As the night comes,
the cold sets in.
I’m ok, I swear
I would never lie.
But with you still around
My love will never die.
He’d always be there.
He told me once,
He’d always care.
But now I know,
That our trust is lost.
Too bad to say,
My feelings are lost?
I was suppose to be his,
Now and forever.
Sorry to say now,
I’m not the favorite.
As the night comes,
the cold sets in.
I’m ok, I swear
I would never lie.
But with you still around
My love will never die.
Friday, February 16, 2007
Thursday, February 15, 2007
Wednesday, February 14, 2007
Velvet sky.
In the west, past the mountains
where the sun runs from the moon,
a chase as old as the earth.
A race to last until the end of time.
When the small hide deep under the sheets,
when the bats emerge from sleep
and the owls awaken from there slumber,
I stir and create for now is time of peace and solitude.
The darkness is a blanket, welcomed and enjoyed.
Most sleep, either alone or in the company of lovers.
Time will pass slowly, holding onto my soul as is drags by.
My company comes and goes as I do,
for a short while, always the same.
The future will bring my lover near,
to rest beside me, to bring peace of a different sort.
Be still my beating heart, be near to me dearest.
While the sun hides and the stars rule the sky,
hold me, protect me, love me.
where the sun runs from the moon,
a chase as old as the earth.
A race to last until the end of time.
When the small hide deep under the sheets,
when the bats emerge from sleep
and the owls awaken from there slumber,
I stir and create for now is time of peace and solitude.
The darkness is a blanket, welcomed and enjoyed.
Most sleep, either alone or in the company of lovers.
Time will pass slowly, holding onto my soul as is drags by.
My company comes and goes as I do,
for a short while, always the same.
The future will bring my lover near,
to rest beside me, to bring peace of a different sort.
Be still my beating heart, be near to me dearest.
While the sun hides and the stars rule the sky,
hold me, protect me, love me.
Monday, February 12, 2007
Booze, booze, booze.
Liisa Residence floor.
Liisa forgot her good pants at York over the holiday, so her Tobin and I made an adventure out of going to York for a day to get pants. I drank as well, they call it "liquid cocaine" that's IF you like cinnaom hearts (which I don't). We also took the time while stuck on the 401, I decided to blow bubbles out the window. It actually made some people go from crazy, angry drivers to, some what smily rush hour drivers. ^_^
Sunday, February 11, 2007
Saturday, February 10, 2007
Thursday, February 8, 2007
Down town came up town.
Downtown Kingston, Canada Day 2006
The plan was to be in Ottawa that weekend, it didn't happe. My family was in New Brunswick for a week visiting my Nanny and Grampy, unfortuatly I couldn't take that much time off work. So we decided to do something fun for the weekend, so Kingston it was. The fire works were good, overall it was a nice night. It stormed pretty bad, but luckily that held off until the fire works had ended.
Tuesday, February 6, 2007
Bloody Saturday
Take a step back,
One foot behind the other
and open your eyes.
Look at the truth
as you expose the lies.
Take a step forward,
one foot in front of the other.
Look around and discover
as we take off the covers.
Be still in the moment
as I show you,
all you will ever need.
Take it from me,
and you will see.
Push your limits.
Gain the courage,
And your strength
will follow.
A little wisdom,
from me to you.
Open the widows ,
look deep inside.
Decide for your self.
One foot behind the other
and open your eyes.
Look at the truth
as you expose the lies.
Take a step forward,
one foot in front of the other.
Look around and discover
as we take off the covers.
Be still in the moment
as I show you,
all you will ever need.
Take it from me,
and you will see.
Push your limits.
Gain the courage,
And your strength
will follow.
A little wisdom,
from me to you.
Open the widows ,
look deep inside.
Decide for your self.
Capiz shell flower.
This was a gift from my boss on my last day when I worked at the new age store downtown. They are candel holders that are made from capiz shells imported from the south Pacific. They are pretty sweet. That was the greatest job I ever had, it was so easy and my regulars were the most interesting people. I love that personal photographs can bring so many memories.
By the way if you get a chance you should listen to some Apocalyptica, they make my ears happy.
By the way if you get a chance you should listen to some Apocalyptica, they make my ears happy.
Monday, February 5, 2007
Lily of the valley, lily of my eye.
Lily of the Valley in my garden.
This was taken not long after I came home from my week long photography course. I really love my gareden and spending time in it. I know that taking pictures of flowers is all to easy, but these flowers acuatlly mean something me. There aren't many things that make me happier.
Saturday, February 3, 2007
The Lilac tree in my backyard
This was taken in my backyard about two summers ago. This photo isn't overly impressive, or very well done but it does have sentimental value. This is a Lilac tree that wouldn't bloom about three summers in a row, I was getting really depressed about it. The fallowing summer I did my best to make it bloom. Watering it twice a week, removing all the dead branches and also new soil all around it. That summer there wasn't much change in it, but the fallowing spring, it started to come alive as it should. By summer it was in full bloom and I was so happy, better yet, we haven't had any problems with it since. Sometimes all you need is a little TLC.
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