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I am the boy named crow. I am the boy named crow and maybe someday we will meet... forever in the shadows yet always in sight. I am the boy named crow and I am learning to fly. I am the boy named crow and I want you to come flying with me. I am the boy named crow and I am learning to fly. I am the boy named crow and I have something to share. I am the boy named crow and I'll believe in anything if you'll believe in anything...

Friday 31 July 2009

From across the dance floor


I want to put up a photo for you, just for you. But I couldn't find the right one so I chose this one because I like it...
and wanted to post something tonight that was just for you... even if it wasnt exactly what i wanted

even if you never find this, it will still always be for you.

First thing tomorrow though I'm going to go and take a photo that will be new and just yours...

I really really really hope I get to see you tomorrow

and that i'm not so shy.

Thursday 30 July 2009

There are no boundaries
There are no impossibilities
Until you get told no

Sometimes its okay not to listen...

Passing


When I was told the night took away your light I shed a tear but I wasnt sad. I knew it was time for your soul to set off on your goodbye flight into the dark... one day we will all follow you into the dark night. Until then good journey, (till our eyes meet once more).


our eyes will meet once more.

A journey


I fell in love yesterday.

your words
taught me
how

expression


I needed to tell you so many things but I couldn't find the words. I still cant. So now instead I try find pictures.

what was given


I've never needed words to show whats going through my mind and heart but you were the first person who never understood.

Eternal Life



Within your heart I'll live forever

for you to decide


If love is inspiring...

shouldn't heartbreak be as well...?

I need you to know that everything I've told you was the truth. I pretended it was a joke, I tried to laugh it off because I got scared of what you might think. But I need you to know that everything I've told you was the truth.

current mood


I don't always know how to express exactly what it is I'm feeling. I mean I know what it is, I mean I am feeling it after all. But its the explaining, the getting it across to you and you and you that's the problem. I don't have the words, my vocabulary is too limited to tell the story going on inside of me so I try to find pictures that will explain.

maybe a should read more...

In time


even the worst burns can eventually heal.

I know what you feel because I feel the same way too

make believe songs


At the bottom of my garden I sit and wait for you... I close my eyes and try listen for your voice on the wind. And sometimes when I am completely lost in all that surrounds me, I do catch a faint whisper of you singing along the breeze. I know its not real but then again no one said it had to be as long at it makes you feel something. anything.

Monday 27 July 2009

such small hands


somewhere i have never travelled, gladly beyond
any experience, your eyes have their silence:
in your most frail gesture are things which enclose,
me or which i cannot touch beacuse they are too near.

your slightest look easily will unclose me
though i have shut myself as fingers,
you open always petal by petal myself as spring opens
(touching, skillfully, mysteriously), her first rose.

or if your wish be to close me, i and
my life will shut very beautifull, suddenly,
as when the heart of this flower imagines
the snow everywhere carefully descending;

nothing which we are to percieve in this world equals
the power of your intense fragility: whose texture
compels me with the colours of its countries,
rendering death and forever with each breathing

(i do not know what it is about you that closes
and opens; only something in me understands
the voice of your eyes is deeper than all oceans)
nobody, not even the rain has such small hands
e.e. cummings

Improvisation

Tumultuous rhythms flow form the fiery brass belly, mothers pearls manoeuvred with forceful elegance by spiders fingers set all a quiver at the discordant shudders of imaginary harmonics made real, through clever timing and well planned manipulations, yet when it all comes to pass and the serpah's song's dead and buried, a cold dead mass in its crooked dais awaits the demon's breath and caressing angels, without the two no life shall flow from its frosted metal death.

Everything I've known


During the summer I would hang around after college an extra 5 hours... just so I could see the sun setting - I didn't have to... I wanted to. It was beautiful and despite all the worlds ugliness I learnt that beauty can be found anywhere if you wait long enough and look carefully, look closely... sometimes you dont even need to look that carefully, because its just there waiting for you to look up.

Sunday 26 July 2009

The eye of the beholder


Flaws are where beauty is most often found. Something that is perfect holds no beauty, try as you might you'll never find true beauty in a perfectly cut marble statue. Perfection doesnt equal beautiful. Its the tiny little cracks, the imperfections that create beauty! Beauty is in the way your hair falls when u dont want it to, in the blemishes on your skin that you try so hard to cover up. Beauty is found when you fall down and then in how you pull yourself back up!
Perfection is boring, perfection is old fashioned. We don't stop to look at perfection or if we do its only for a single fleeting moment we'll soon forget, but imperfections can be stared at for eons before we tire of what they have to show us. Imperfection is beauty. Your imperfections are what I love most about you, they are the reason why I get lost in your beauty, when I look in your eyes, when I look at your face and when I think about you. You are beautiful!
Your imperfections are what make you beautiful.
Imperfection is beauty.
Beauty is imperfect.
and you are exquisite just they way you are....
so please dont change who you are on some silly quest for perfection
I love you the way you are.

Into the light


Sometimes things that lie in the light are scarier than what resides in the dark... well at least thats what we tell ourselves so that we have an excuse to sit back in the shadows and go unnoticed.

DONT GO UNNOTICED

Scattered pieces of me.

I know that the pieces of this picture I gave you now lay scattered on some dirty apartment floor, not even important enough to be thrown away properly....

I'm still not sorry I gave it to you though...
You might have the key.... but only I can let you in...

Yours







Every time I look at this picture I am reminded of you... it hurts but it also gives me hope because i know that even though we may be lost, at least what we shared will live forever in our hearts.



Hope

A new beginning is found in every ending.

Lets close our eyes and go swimming in each others thoughts and drift off together hand in hand, to any place we can imagine being lost in.