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Thursday, December 22, 2011

... first winter day...

I step outside
into the swirling globe
of snow...
like the loose down
of angels wings
coming from above.
I lift my face, and the 
cold wind,
catches my hair,
and the snow flakes
      k
        i
         s
           s
my cheeks, 
touch my eyelids briefly,
before melting, 
into little snow drops.
All around me, the ground
i stand on is covered
with the feathery flakes
they call
       s
         n
           o
             w
               ...

The sun catches
on icy sparkles, 
like 
fairy dust..
and my eyes catch on
a rainbow glimmer.
magical.
breathtaking.
surreal!


My body tingles,
my feet are bare...
because, it's 
my winter
tradition.
 I breathe.
in.
and.
out. 
because.
it's winter!

Wednesday, December 21, 2011

...Fireflies...



I don't really like bugs... at least most of them; but, there is one that I do like... the firefly.
     Fireflies make me think of summer, of sitting on the front porch swing, by myself or with someone else. Fireflies... looking around on a black night, the twinkles of light, flashing all around, that creates an almost etheral feeling, a magical atmosphere. They take me back to being a kid, like a 5 or 7 year old kid, running outside and catching a firefly. The delight of watching the small black beetle blink. Of seeing how many you could capture in one hand, or just letting them go, one a time.
     Last summer, I sat on the front porch with a friend, watching my 7 year old cousin darting around, catching fireflies. She was 100% immersed into her chase. Looking at my friend I sighed. "You know," I said, " I'd kinda like to be seven again... to act like her, and catch fireflies. " She looked at me, and after a bit, quietly told me, "Go for it. " I did. I chased and caught one, and for a moment I was seven again, as I studied my small treasure, than released it into the inky darkness. Fireflies... they bring so many memories, like sitting in the lawn  at night, thinking about life, talking on the phone to a distant friend, and the only thing keeping me company, those small creatures, that light up like microscopic torches.
    I have stood in a field... watching the evening dusk creep upon mother earth, cloaking her in an inky coat. I watch and these small magical creatures appear. As it grows dark, I catch my breath. Its almost as if the stars themselves descended, to flit around. It makes me feel as if I'm in a fairy land, and that magical feeling grows.... I can watch for hours... Surreal.
    Fireflies, magical carriers of many memories, laughter, summers past... that's why I love them.

To sum it up, here is one of my all-time favorite songs. credit to adam young of owl city :)

You would not believe your eyes
If ten million fireflies
Lit up the world as I fell asleep


'Cause they'd fill the open air
And leave teardrops everywhere
You'd think me rude
But I would just stand and stare


I'd like to make myself believe
That planet Earth turns slowly
It's hard to say that I'd rather stay
Awake when I'm asleep
'Cause everything is never as it seems


'Cause I'd get a thousand hugs
From ten thousand lightning bugs
As they tried to teach me how to dance


A foxtrot above my head
A sock hop beneath my bed
A disco ball is just hanging by a thread


I'd like to make myself believe
That planet Earth turns slowly
It's hard to say that I'd rather stay
Awake when I'm asleep
'Cause everything is never as it seems
When I fall asleep


Leave my door open just a crack
(Please take me away from here)
'Cause I feel like such an insomniac
(Please take me away from here)
Why do I tire of counting sheep
(Please take me away from here)
When I'm far too tired to fall asleep


To ten million fireflies
I'm weird 'cause I hate goodbyes
I got misty eyes as they said farewell


But I'll know where several are
If my dreams get real bizarre
'Cause I saved a few and I keep them in a jar


I'd like to make myself believe
That planet Earth turns slowly
It's hard to say that I'd rather stay
Awake when I'm asleep
'Cause everything is never as it seems
When I fall asleep


I'd like to make myself believe
That planet Earth turns slowly
It's hard to say that I'd rather stay
Awake when I'm asleep
'Cause everything is never as it seems
When I fall asleep


I'd like to make myself believe
That planet earth turns slowly
It's hard to say that I'd rather stay
Awake when I'm asleep
Because my dreams are bursting at the seams