Inspiration for the weekend

Darkness

old year - new year

Old year - new year
change for the better or the worse
have a lovely evening and a magical night
wish you a happy new year and don't expect too much.

Sein

Fairytales

It's the 13th - I should be lucky today

und wo wir gerade beim Wiederbeleben der Seite sind, (ja ich konnte mich auch noch nicht auf eine einheitliche Sprache einigen)
bei ekiem gibt es wieder ein tolles Gewinnspiel. Der Hacken dabei: Sie hat jetzt 1000 Follower. Da wird das Gewinnen natürlich schwer. ;) Trotzdem schaut doch mal vorbei. Vielleicht ist euch das Glück gerade hold.

Didn't seem that long.

Never realized how long I was gone. (from this blog) Lately I have been much more active on tumblr. 

the boho themed tumblr: bohemianfairytale and my personal one memoriesofthelastshadowpuppet.

I know I could start apologizing and making excuses but what's the point. I simply was too lazy and didn't really know what to post after I've updated two blogs already. 

Therefore, just pretend this long pause never happened and continue were we left. Me, my brother and our approximately five readers. 

fairy queen of the forest

Since I saw her in the door in the floor I have a weird desire for elle fanning. She always reminded me of a fairy or elf. Some kind of mystique creature living and loving in the woods. This short masterpiece captures exactly the picture I always had of her in my mind. 


LOLITA LEMPICKA by YOANN LEMOINE with ELLE FANNING from BETC MUSIC on Vimeo.

The Boy and the sea

The Boy and the Sea

curly hair in the freezing wind

green eyes lost in the distance,

they clearly never have sinned

the wide ocean is so consistent

white and light shimmers his skin

time and space are non-existent,

the water seems so thick and thin

his will is unbroken and resistant

fists in his pockets this is not berlin

still glad to always hold to persistence,

with quivering lips, a teardrop on the chin

one last gaze, his only love has timeless existence

That’s actually the first time I wrote a poem with a rhyme in it. I think it’s so hard to write something that rhymes. Usually when I write I have an idea in my had and I want to describe this idea with the words that pop into my head and seems to fit. Therefore there is no space for such a fixed word structure as it is in a rhyme scheme. 

I’m not that happy with this outcome but I hope you can forgive me and label it with first time attempt. 

Oh and the boy on the picture is my brother again. I thought it fits quite well.