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Mood
Since it is Thursday (Trowback-Thursday!), I just have to share with you again, the pictures taken early this summer….I love the mood in them! Filed under: Art, fashion, fashionblog, poetry
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The drumming rain
The rain drumming on the window, each drum a reminder of the small treasures forgotten, they rays hidden by the fog the rain leaves. Rays, like our first meeting, our dreams, the laughter we shared,...
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Blood red
Blood red is the night sky, that little instant before total darkness. I wonder what it tells us, the sky, with such loud colours just before the silence. Filed under: clothes, dikt,...
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Raw in my armour
You can not see them, through my armour. The deep cuts. Some scarred, like vague memories of a time I sometimes wonder was truly in my possession. Some raw, they need to be tended to every day, and the...
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Love is naive
“Love is young, it is yours to keep it young, every day, even when your arguments are getting old. Love is naive, it is yours to keep it innocent, and not to keep it juvenile. Love is complicated, to...
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Smilet mitt bor i fortiden (A poem)
Smilet mitt bor i fortiden. I håpet og drømmene til ungdommen, der hjertet løftes av vingespennet til den frie fuglen. Og får reise langt av gårde til eksotiske steder. Smilet du ser i nåtiden. En...
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The attitude and the beanie
“I put my heels on, to keep me elevated, from the trivia of life. You see the vanity, and you wonder who I´d rather be. I put my heels on, and there is none I´d rather be, I see the peacock in me.”...
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They scream with their colours
“They scream with their colours, the tales of a life changing. They do not blend in, in the grey streets, but alert us with their brightness. So shall we scream in pain and in hope, dresses in all the...
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Before the river freezes over
Before the river freezes over, I see the sunrays play in the water. Much like we played, you and I, before the ice. Before the silence. Let us become the rays again. While the river runs wild. Enter...
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Pedestal
When I put on that lipstick, it is because I want you to see me. See so far, further than my lips, further than the red light that draws you to me, like flames. See my vains, where the blood is...
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