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About Me

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flood me, asher thoughts in gestation... beside burning wood, said the cricket's desire, It fits me well, beside the fire" - from forest/sigh A naturalistic lover of love. art . poetry. lower case letters, and elipsis.Bohemian bearer of water ...or wine."eat well my friend, tiny treasure in your hand, and distant motors rumble, echo stillness breaks in strand Inside , live simply...Break free."

My Interests

on a cloudy day, the sun rains, and you close your eyes to feel the beat, In lovely cedar burrough, borrow me a plot of land, to grow freedom, I believe, but wont fall- Rushing rivers,we'll rain sunshine together, jah love buzz. like osmosis-we absorb white light.

I'd like to meet:

Nature is the siren, she lets us fly. good night somewhere north im in insence and afterlull white noise,quiet bootleg phish, stop calling everyone... gonna get somesleep'I met johnny depp on my honeymoon. 80,00 people. 4 get to know.

Music:

In the beauty of jahs morn delight, in fog forest mist, you in my sight, sweet sycamore, buds delay, held night for safty, to bid the day...on orange dayglow,entombed in cloud, the stove is temperate, enwrapped in zions shroud- call me to meet you ,set wings to fray,sometimes night rounds to quickly,day.

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Movies:

THIS IS THE MOVIE

Television:

Smash - or watch it... whatever

Books:

Hawthorne, longfellow, lowell, frost, ... nevermind. I like my books.... ha ha ha ha ha ha ha and books with holes in them, 1st editions...and heavy heavy books...and words on wings.. the bookend kind.

Heroes:

My SELF

My Blog

eternal moments fleeting

in eternal moments fleeting we were left ajar memories of your roof top of cedar smoke spirals sunday mornings left over chocolate well never eat i miss stones and words never mentioned wishes we'd l...
Posted by Aquarian Crow on Sun, 20 Jan 2008 09:28:00 PST

sloaping verse

curdled thoughts wriggle their way onto a sloaping verse be safe this is the easy part moon beams walking city silence shadows peeking round alleyways scatter pigeons in the snow Im walking on churcht...
Posted by Aquarian Crow on Sun, 13 Jan 2008 12:00:00 PST

geranium petals

the geranium petals are withering now what I assumed was red is noticibly dull and the river parts the pines though they reach with tenacious bough a lily out of sight in the shadows her feet in the c...
Posted by Aquarian Crow on Sun, 13 Jan 2008 11:55:00 PST

this

Pulling me-you-up th snowy hill. how many hats do I love? do I lose? Feeling, Flowing, real I mean Hawt hot in the freezing winter 22%2=11 feeling our heat in my green cloak cannot stop fleeting lust....
Posted by Aquarian Crow on Mon, 26 Nov 2007 04:57:00 PST

waxing moon meditations

Full moon desire thanksgiving left overs Fried the insides anything not to call you not care. Not to write this to unwrite this letter to no one Birthday wishes I'll never send mine or yours Illusion ...
Posted by Aquarian Crow on Mon, 26 Nov 2007 04:49:00 PST

The great wizard, SEA(?)

OCEAN ATLANTIC AS SHE SURGES BEAUTY, SEA. YOU ARE MY MUSE UNINCORPERATED TIMELESS REFLECTING VASTLY, ETERNITY ...
Posted by Aquarian Crow on Mon, 23 Jul 2007 09:07:00 PST

Quartz Cross On the Stone Perch

A crow led me to this cross- Jules led me to the Ocean tides a stray I could float out to sea- nourishes, Heals, feeds me. SEES ME THIS OCEAN- all encompassing Rapid- Rabid. Rabid O...
Posted by Aquarian Crow on Mon, 23 Jul 2007 08:15:00 PST

Dreamer's victory

Dreamer's Victory Rendered in silence and solitude my thoughts alone my thoughts of you and how in so many ways we've changed only the plaster has casted t...
Posted by Aquarian Crow on Thu, 19 Jul 2007 10:09:00 PST

Spectres of ME...1997. This poem now a decade old

Specters of ME out from the window in from the sea cast upon shadows specters of me time in my move...
Posted by Aquarian Crow on Thu, 19 Jul 2007 10:03:00 PST

a poem from a thousand years ago, I accidently found tody

I could write a thousand namesstumble in lost dreamsan ocean of tears leaves ones well dryIt would be taboo to tell you how I feel at this pointIts torturetorn seems still dangleand we look the other ...
Posted by Aquarian Crow on Wed, 18 Jul 2007 07:34:00 PST