Donnerstag, 29. Oktober 2009

All Hallows Eve


Mein Kürbis




Es war einmal...





Making of





The prettiest thing...






The prettiest thing

I ever did see

Was lightning from the top of a cloud

Moving through the dark a million miles an hour

With somewhere to be


So why does it seem

Like a picture

Hanging up on someone else's wall

Lately I just haven't been myself at all

It's heavy on my mind


I'm dreamin' again

Like I've always been

And way down low

I still know


The prettiest thing

I ever did see

Was dusty as the handle on the door

Rusty as a nail stuck in the old pine floor

Looks like home to me


Now I'm dreamin' again

Like I've always been

And way down low

I'm thinkin' of the prettiest thing


-Norah Jones

Mittwoch, 14. Oktober 2009

Übergangszeit

When i can´t fall asleep

I sneak out to the yard

and climb onto the swing

that´s attached to a branch

of sweet scented pine.


As i glide through the night

and i hang back my head

I see stars and a moon

that´s following me

through the evergreen trees.


And I fly on my swing

through the midnight ice cold

as the swirling white clouds

of my own frozen breath

brush my tingling cheeks.


And my nightgown wafts up

and my hair billows out

as I float through the air

and there´s only the sound

of the dark whooshing past.


And my thought drift to you

on a day long ago

when my legs were too short

so you helped me climb up

and you taught me to pump.


Sonya Sones