About Me
- BLUEMONDAY
- las vegas, nevada, United States
- i am Carrie Ann Kawa , i am a poet, a writer, music lover, i enjoy intresting conversations, i love the words of others , i have a deep faith in something bigger then myself , i enjoy life instead of complaining about it , i look at the stars, have a wicked sence of humor and i know some where down the line i will be where i need to be for today is today. i walk where i have no place to go , i talk when there is nothing to say , i dream when i am awake . i am carrie and that is all i am ever going to be .
Showing posts with label the gift. Show all posts
Showing posts with label the gift. Show all posts
Thursday, June 10, 2010
the gift
hello my dear friends of the underworld , how is the place where the soul lives forever in the mind of the true , going.
i have come to realize i walk among the strange and very happy to be in that world , i would not want it any other way
my friends bring me music it is truly wonderful to have this in my life , Damian everyday shares his Beatles with me anyone who knows me knows i love the Beatles , well i listen to my guitar gently weeps , and i let my mind wonder with all the best music you let thoughts form and you go with the flow with and let the current of sound take you someplace , well as you all know i have been trying to ( with no avail ) to get wonder wall far from my thoughts to let this crush die , and every time i hear that song i picture him with that beautiful guitar playing , finding those right notes sitting in the dark with ( blue boxer on ?) and its driving me crazy not really just brain why truly , why are you doing this to me , and of course when i talk to myself which i do often i shrug my shoulders and give me no reply so that is what is going on kind of other then my thoughts of wonder wall i have been most busy with school 7/03/2010 i will graduate with my associates in business the ceremony not until October , but again what can you do its bitter sweet i want my mom to be there but as you all know she can not be , and it hurts very badly , my fantasy would have her scream that's my baby girl because she would scream that but that is not going to happen .
but on a good note i will start more poems next week i just have not gotten to my box of words
so some Carrie musing
when you do not notice , some one does
art in all its form is a type of magic that is out there right now .
when we speak words form and that is a transformation of thought
we are the wonder that cannot be denied
until next week underworld keep the door open , the window clear and enjoy the day as it turns into night
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