Ready ... to let go? Ready... to share.
Not sure which or if it is maybe both. I always keep my poems close at first because they are very personal to me. Sometimes I share them with people or maybe even put them up on the blog, but it is far from all that make it so far.
This poem is about a friend of mine who died, so maybe me posting this will mean that I'll let go for good now? Maybe... hopefully - anyway here goes!
HOWLING AT THE MOON
Like a hand reaching in
stealing a breath
stopping a heart
Like waterfalls of tears on skin
Freezing - unable to move
Falling into the void you left behind
Her soul rising and floating free
soaring like a bird
sailing to the sun
Looking down at us all to see
tears falling from loss
tears falling from eyes she loved
Waiting to her from you soon
but the words wont come
the sound stays lost
Then I hear wolves howling at the moon
and I know you're free
and I know you're where you're suppose to be
Monday, March 28, 2011
Uncomfortably good!
I bought Revolutionary Road a few month ago (before christmas to be honest) and it has being laying among a bunch of other movies - just waiting for me to find the time and the mood to see it. Last night I finally did! And it is scary good - uncomfortably good.
By that I mean - the dialogue and the acting is done so amazingly well you as a viewer feel like a fly on the wall watching this beautiful relationship between two people crumble and fall apart because of.... well that is just it normal things like being scared, feeling stuck and the inabilty to tell the truth (when what is said is not a lie - just not everything that should be said).
It is the amazing story of what happens when two people is forced - or maybe they choose to let go of their dreams. When they realize their lives is not what they imagined it would be leaving one desperate to get out and the other to scared to let go of what is.
An amazing movie and it will not dissappoint you!
By that I mean - the dialogue and the acting is done so amazingly well you as a viewer feel like a fly on the wall watching this beautiful relationship between two people crumble and fall apart because of.... well that is just it normal things like being scared, feeling stuck and the inabilty to tell the truth (when what is said is not a lie - just not everything that should be said).
It is the amazing story of what happens when two people is forced - or maybe they choose to let go of their dreams. When they realize their lives is not what they imagined it would be leaving one desperate to get out and the other to scared to let go of what is.
An amazing movie and it will not dissappoint you!
Wednesday, March 23, 2011
A tale for Tosh and a Letter home
Since my story didn't make the cut for the vote in the tales for Tosh compition I took part in I have decided to share it here. It is inspired partly by Sean McCann's song: Soldier's song and the feelings I had when a close friend of mine went to war not to long ago.
Listen to the song first and then read my story :)
A LETTER HOME
It seemed as if the dark blue sky almost surrounded the house itself. The midnight air was still varm, but a cool breeze was blowing in from the waters. The stars were glittering and the moon lit up the porch. In the far corner there was a bench and at the end of it was a woman hinding in the dark. Only a feeble ray of the moonlight hit her and if you walked by the house chances are you would have missed her.
She was a beautiful sight. Her long brown hair fell down her shoulders and it seemed like it was almost sparkling where the moonbeams hit it. She looked a bit tired, but noone would have a second thought of why that was, had they seen her, since it was so close to midnight.
Had you seen her her beauty might had convinced you to take a closer look and you might have seen the letter she was holding in her hands. The paper was crumpled and dirty, but she held on to it as if it was made of gold. Her last treasure in this world.
A breeze hit her face and blew her hair back. She shivered and her face turned a little darker and it was as if her eyes grew more tired. The wind had brought worries along with it. A tear fell from her eye and ran down her left cheek before she drew in a long breath. As the air filled her lungs she gathered up enough courage to finally open the envelope and take out the handwritten letter inside of it.
She started reading and she felt like he was right beside her, speaking the words on the page into her ear. His voice’s sounded soft and calm and she tipped her head as she listened to him tell her about the dangers and how he tried to be careful and take as few chances as possible. Another tear fell from her eye, when he told her about his fear of the dark and what might be waiting out there in the dessert night.
She felt her heart skip a beat as he told her how much he missed her, but all he had to do was to look up at the stars and he would see her face and she smiled as she read the sentence he always ended his letters with: “Goodnight darling - I hope all your dreams will come true. I’ll send all of my goodnights to you.”
Had you noticed her now you would see she was smiling. Smiling through the tears that was running from her eyes. Crying and alone in the dark dark with her crumbled and dirty treasure still in her hands. If you were looking at her, you sure would have noticed her green eyes sparkel as if she had seen a familiar face when she looked up at the stars. You would heve seen how the breeze touched her face. How she smiled and how her tears suddenly stopped falling as if a reassuring hand had touched her cheek.
You probably also have her as spook to the sky and the twinkling stars above her: “Goodnight love - my dreams will come true as soon as you are back here with me.”
And had you heard this sentence you would have watched her as she got back up on her feet and headed back inside and you would like me have remembered have she stopped in the doorway and you would have smiled to yourself as she turned around and looked up at the sky once more, “I am sending all of my goodnights to you too.”
Had you seen this girl in the febble light from the moon you would, like I did, have seen her all of your goodnights as your head hit the pillow that night and every night since then, untill you had noticed month later sitting beside her at the bench on the porch - sharing a moonbeam with her.
I hope u enjoyed it :)
All of my goodnights to all of you <3
Listen to the song first and then read my story :)
A LETTER HOME
It seemed as if the dark blue sky almost surrounded the house itself. The midnight air was still varm, but a cool breeze was blowing in from the waters. The stars were glittering and the moon lit up the porch. In the far corner there was a bench and at the end of it was a woman hinding in the dark. Only a feeble ray of the moonlight hit her and if you walked by the house chances are you would have missed her.
She was a beautiful sight. Her long brown hair fell down her shoulders and it seemed like it was almost sparkling where the moonbeams hit it. She looked a bit tired, but noone would have a second thought of why that was, had they seen her, since it was so close to midnight.
Had you seen her her beauty might had convinced you to take a closer look and you might have seen the letter she was holding in her hands. The paper was crumpled and dirty, but she held on to it as if it was made of gold. Her last treasure in this world.
A breeze hit her face and blew her hair back. She shivered and her face turned a little darker and it was as if her eyes grew more tired. The wind had brought worries along with it. A tear fell from her eye and ran down her left cheek before she drew in a long breath. As the air filled her lungs she gathered up enough courage to finally open the envelope and take out the handwritten letter inside of it.
She started reading and she felt like he was right beside her, speaking the words on the page into her ear. His voice’s sounded soft and calm and she tipped her head as she listened to him tell her about the dangers and how he tried to be careful and take as few chances as possible. Another tear fell from her eye, when he told her about his fear of the dark and what might be waiting out there in the dessert night.
She felt her heart skip a beat as he told her how much he missed her, but all he had to do was to look up at the stars and he would see her face and she smiled as she read the sentence he always ended his letters with: “Goodnight darling - I hope all your dreams will come true. I’ll send all of my goodnights to you.”
Had you noticed her now you would see she was smiling. Smiling through the tears that was running from her eyes. Crying and alone in the dark dark with her crumbled and dirty treasure still in her hands. If you were looking at her, you sure would have noticed her green eyes sparkel as if she had seen a familiar face when she looked up at the stars. You would heve seen how the breeze touched her face. How she smiled and how her tears suddenly stopped falling as if a reassuring hand had touched her cheek.
You probably also have her as spook to the sky and the twinkling stars above her: “Goodnight love - my dreams will come true as soon as you are back here with me.”
And had you heard this sentence you would have watched her as she got back up on her feet and headed back inside and you would like me have remembered have she stopped in the doorway and you would have smiled to yourself as she turned around and looked up at the sky once more, “I am sending all of my goodnights to you too.”
Had you seen this girl in the febble light from the moon you would, like I did, have seen her all of your goodnights as your head hit the pillow that night and every night since then, untill you had noticed month later sitting beside her at the bench on the porch - sharing a moonbeam with her.
I hope u enjoyed it :)
All of my goodnights to all of you <3
Monday, March 21, 2011
Dreaming of Østjylland
Østjylland, Denmark is the place to live :) It is were I live and I love it :) So does these 2 brilliant musicians and they have made a little musicfilm, a piece of art, about the place they grew up. And the love of home truely shines through.
De eneste to - Østjylland Dreaming a musicfilm
De eneste to - Østjylland Dreaming a musicfilm
Friday, March 18, 2011
The beauty a Songsmith
Today has been a day of music :) I've been going through the old music on my laptop and I started listening to some of my Bruce Guthro music. I haven't been listening to his music for sometime but I never stop loving it. His voice amazes me everytime - whatever he sings his own stuff or he leads the scottish folk-rock band Runrig.
Bruce Guthro himself is canadien (Cape Breton, Nova Scotia), but because of his work with Runrig he spends alot of time in Denmark too and I make it a point to go and see one of his shows every year. At some point he was my fav singer and he is most diffinatly still on my shortlist.
As most of you know my fav band now is Great Big Sea and I actually got introduced to the band through Bruce Guthro. My mom has for as long as I can remember been a Runrig fan, but I never liked the band much untill I discovered they changed their lead vocalist. I started listening to Runrig and they soon became my fave band and naturally I started seaching the net for information about the band. I soon found out that their new lead singer still did solo work and I looked him up. About six month after I really got into Bruce's solo stuff I found a vid online with him doing songwriter's cirle with Julian Austin and Alan Doyle. I immidiatly feel for Alan's voice so I looked the band with the funny name up. After that I was sold - Great Big Sea will always be the number 1 band for me now ;) But Bruce and Runring is still very much among my fav music - let me show you why:
First I would like to share 2 of my fav Runrig songs with you:
This first one is an old folk song but is made famous by Runrig - I love this version of the song and I hope you will enjoy it half as much as I do:
Another one of my fav Runrig songs is Every River. It is an oldie and is normally song by Donnie Monroe (the old lead singer), but I gotta say I prefer this live version with Bruce Guthro from 2009 :)
Now I wanna share 2 of Bruce Guthro's solo songs with you. This first one is a wierd and funny one. It is never released but he usually do one or two of these crazy songs at every show he does. This one is called bruceguthro.com (if anyone of you wonder why he feels the need to offend the danish musicians it is because he's got a danish band when he does his solo stuff when he tours wheather he is in Canada, Germany or Denmark - and maybe I should mention he always make a point of teasing the danish "vikings" even when he is in Denmark ;))
This next song I wanna share with you is from his newest album No final Destination and is inspired by the Katrina's distruction of New Orleans a few years back. It always make me sad to listen to it, but it is such an amazing very well written song I can't help but love it anyway. Maybe my tears just is proof of how well it really works?
A true songsmith is suppose to move you, draw you into a world of emmotions and paint a picture in your head with words. He is able to take you any place anytime. Guthro is able to do just this every time and he actully wrote a song about this amazing ability without realizing how well it really fit himself. So I wanna leave with this song written and sung by a true songsmith :)
Enjoy the rest of your paddy's day and I'll write you all soon :)
Cheers ;)
Bruce Guthro himself is canadien (Cape Breton, Nova Scotia), but because of his work with Runrig he spends alot of time in Denmark too and I make it a point to go and see one of his shows every year. At some point he was my fav singer and he is most diffinatly still on my shortlist.
As most of you know my fav band now is Great Big Sea and I actually got introduced to the band through Bruce Guthro. My mom has for as long as I can remember been a Runrig fan, but I never liked the band much untill I discovered they changed their lead vocalist. I started listening to Runrig and they soon became my fave band and naturally I started seaching the net for information about the band. I soon found out that their new lead singer still did solo work and I looked him up. About six month after I really got into Bruce's solo stuff I found a vid online with him doing songwriter's cirle with Julian Austin and Alan Doyle. I immidiatly feel for Alan's voice so I looked the band with the funny name up. After that I was sold - Great Big Sea will always be the number 1 band for me now ;) But Bruce and Runring is still very much among my fav music - let me show you why:
First I would like to share 2 of my fav Runrig songs with you:
This first one is an old folk song but is made famous by Runrig - I love this version of the song and I hope you will enjoy it half as much as I do:
Another one of my fav Runrig songs is Every River. It is an oldie and is normally song by Donnie Monroe (the old lead singer), but I gotta say I prefer this live version with Bruce Guthro from 2009 :)
Now I wanna share 2 of Bruce Guthro's solo songs with you. This first one is a wierd and funny one. It is never released but he usually do one or two of these crazy songs at every show he does. This one is called bruceguthro.com (if anyone of you wonder why he feels the need to offend the danish musicians it is because he's got a danish band when he does his solo stuff when he tours wheather he is in Canada, Germany or Denmark - and maybe I should mention he always make a point of teasing the danish "vikings" even when he is in Denmark ;))
This next song I wanna share with you is from his newest album No final Destination and is inspired by the Katrina's distruction of New Orleans a few years back. It always make me sad to listen to it, but it is such an amazing very well written song I can't help but love it anyway. Maybe my tears just is proof of how well it really works?
A true songsmith is suppose to move you, draw you into a world of emmotions and paint a picture in your head with words. He is able to take you any place anytime. Guthro is able to do just this every time and he actully wrote a song about this amazing ability without realizing how well it really fit himself. So I wanna leave with this song written and sung by a true songsmith :)
Enjoy the rest of your paddy's day and I'll write you all soon :)
Cheers ;)
Tuesday, March 15, 2011
Living and Learning
I am a firm believer in the saying: "that which doesn't kill you can only make you stronger," and I my case it hasen't killed me yet.
A lot of stuff has added to me being the person that I am today and even though I've been through things that wasen't fun at the time - there actually isn't one single experience that I'd rather been without. If I haden't moved away from home at an early age I maybe wouldn't have had as strong a relationship with my sister as I have today, if I hadn't lived at Roenbjerghus first I maybe wouldn't have realized how truely lucky I was to live at a place like Fjordbo later and I am sure I wouldn't have been the person that I am today hadn't it been for either of those places. Roenbjerghus destroyed me and Fjordbo picked me back up - but I wouldn't have been as strong and confident as I am today hadn't I gone through what I did.
I am not sitting here feeling sorry for myself and I am not saying that my life has been any harder or easier than others. We all have or challenges and I have had mine.
This past year has made me appriciate my past a bit more - and the character it build in me. A few of the downs has been a fight between a life long friend and me - I doubt our friendship will ever be the same but today we talked for the first time in months and I feel we might be able to have another kinda friendship in the past.
There's been cancer in my family this year and their still is. I've feelt the sadness of not being able to see my brother as much as I used too because he moved away and a friend of mine has been bullied in a very public way (which I recentely noticed is still going on), but there has been alot of good stuff this year too.
Lots of great moments with my best friend and he amazing kids, other great moments with other good friends and me and my sister I feel is closer than ever and it ment the world to me to be able to acompany her to her first U2 concert (her fave band) and see have happy that made her.
Well I actually had a point when I started this post believe me or not ;) What I am trying to say is; it is so easy to only focus on the negative stuff in life and for some reason it is easier for us to stay mad at someone instead of listening and forgiving. I know - I've been there. I am not trying to make myself out to be a saint and this piece of advise is meant for me as much as anyone who feels like they need it:
Let go of the bad stuff in you life. Try and forgive people around you or hey maybe even yourselves. If you look at the brigth sides of life the sun will shine right through and what hurts and seems unfair today might turn out to be what will help you become the person you will become in a few years.
So thanks to everyone who ever hurt me or helped me in the past - you have brigthened my days or you who made the world seem like the worst place to be - all who have ever touched me in a neagative way or a positive, in a huge way or a little easily forgotten way - I am proud of who I am today and you helped me become that person.
I will leave you all with a piece of advice from Alan Doyle - an advice I am trying to remember everyday myself and today I feel like I did - in more ways than one.
So come on people count your blessings not your curses, find the angel in your life and let go of the devils, smile at the simple stuff and the sun will find you for sure :)
blog u later :) Have a great week, look at the bright sides of life and love a little <3
A lot of stuff has added to me being the person that I am today and even though I've been through things that wasen't fun at the time - there actually isn't one single experience that I'd rather been without. If I haden't moved away from home at an early age I maybe wouldn't have had as strong a relationship with my sister as I have today, if I hadn't lived at Roenbjerghus first I maybe wouldn't have realized how truely lucky I was to live at a place like Fjordbo later and I am sure I wouldn't have been the person that I am today hadn't it been for either of those places. Roenbjerghus destroyed me and Fjordbo picked me back up - but I wouldn't have been as strong and confident as I am today hadn't I gone through what I did.
I am not sitting here feeling sorry for myself and I am not saying that my life has been any harder or easier than others. We all have or challenges and I have had mine.
This past year has made me appriciate my past a bit more - and the character it build in me. A few of the downs has been a fight between a life long friend and me - I doubt our friendship will ever be the same but today we talked for the first time in months and I feel we might be able to have another kinda friendship in the past.
There's been cancer in my family this year and their still is. I've feelt the sadness of not being able to see my brother as much as I used too because he moved away and a friend of mine has been bullied in a very public way (which I recentely noticed is still going on), but there has been alot of good stuff this year too.
Lots of great moments with my best friend and he amazing kids, other great moments with other good friends and me and my sister I feel is closer than ever and it ment the world to me to be able to acompany her to her first U2 concert (her fave band) and see have happy that made her.
Well I actually had a point when I started this post believe me or not ;) What I am trying to say is; it is so easy to only focus on the negative stuff in life and for some reason it is easier for us to stay mad at someone instead of listening and forgiving. I know - I've been there. I am not trying to make myself out to be a saint and this piece of advise is meant for me as much as anyone who feels like they need it:
Let go of the bad stuff in you life. Try and forgive people around you or hey maybe even yourselves. If you look at the brigth sides of life the sun will shine right through and what hurts and seems unfair today might turn out to be what will help you become the person you will become in a few years.
So thanks to everyone who ever hurt me or helped me in the past - you have brigthened my days or you who made the world seem like the worst place to be - all who have ever touched me in a neagative way or a positive, in a huge way or a little easily forgotten way - I am proud of who I am today and you helped me become that person.
I will leave you all with a piece of advice from Alan Doyle - an advice I am trying to remember everyday myself and today I feel like I did - in more ways than one.
So come on people count your blessings not your curses, find the angel in your life and let go of the devils, smile at the simple stuff and the sun will find you for sure :)
blog u later :) Have a great week, look at the bright sides of life and love a little <3
Friday, March 11, 2011
Weekend with the girls :)
This weekend is gonna be a great one :) Tomorrow I am going to Arhus to pick up two of my best friends and we are gonna have lots of girlie fun (in my smaaaaall apartmend all weekend) Can't wait :D
These are the two lovely women I am lucky enough to get to spend some time with this weekend.
Katja - my best friend and sister of heart:
Theresa - an amazing friend and great fun :)
Shopping, Jensens, redwine and fun here I come ;) See ya later :)
Friday, March 4, 2011
Spring is here???
Oh not yet no - but March is, which means the hope that it will be here soon :) The days are getting longer and hopefully the days will be a bit warmer soon (and the snow might dissapear completly untill next winter too)
March for me means light, a few birthdays and a new reading challenge. This month it is danish female writers (which is a bit difficult since I haven't really read anything by a danish female writer since I left highshcool - not very much atleast). Denmark holds a lot of good writers and I am looking forward to this one. If you got any suggestions - as always let me know.
For the book I read last month - I'll do a blog post about that one too sometime this weekend.
Doesn't spring always wanna make you dance and sing??? ;)
Dance Dance by Great Big Sea:
March for me means light, a few birthdays and a new reading challenge. This month it is danish female writers (which is a bit difficult since I haven't really read anything by a danish female writer since I left highshcool - not very much atleast). Denmark holds a lot of good writers and I am looking forward to this one. If you got any suggestions - as always let me know.
For the book I read last month - I'll do a blog post about that one too sometime this weekend.
Doesn't spring always wanna make you dance and sing??? ;)
Dance Dance by Great Big Sea:
Wednesday, March 2, 2011
Tales for Tosh
For those of you who hasn’t realized it yet (it can't be many) - my favorite band is Great Big Sea. One of the members (Sean McCann) of the band has released a couple of solo albums, but that is not all he does. McCann is also blogging, both as himself on his own website and as his beloved beagle Tosh on Great Big Sea’s website.
Today Tosh declared war on his master – telling the world Sean is not the great songwriter, he tries to convince the world he is (maybe Sean forgot to feed him this morning?) Anyway Tosh has presented his owner with a challenge (and somewhat his fans too). He asks the fans to tell a tail of their own choosing and Sean will have to translate the very best of these into a song.
This is one challenge I can’t pass up (and I am glad Sean couldn’t either). If you wanna either read this somewhat schizophrenic argument or take part in the challenge you can do so here:
Tosh side of the story: http://www.greatbigsean.com/contest/
and Sean's reply: http://greatbigsean.com/site/?p=316
I have on a few other occaisions shared some of McCann's music on my blog - but if you should have forgotten who this brilliant (and a bit silly) songwriter is take a listen to this:
Today Tosh declared war on his master – telling the world Sean is not the great songwriter, he tries to convince the world he is (maybe Sean forgot to feed him this morning?) Anyway Tosh has presented his owner with a challenge (and somewhat his fans too). He asks the fans to tell a tail of their own choosing and Sean will have to translate the very best of these into a song.This is one challenge I can’t pass up (and I am glad Sean couldn’t either). If you wanna either read this somewhat schizophrenic argument or take part in the challenge you can do so here:
Tosh side of the story: http://www.greatbigsean.com/contest/
and Sean's reply: http://greatbigsean.com/site/?p=316
I have on a few other occaisions shared some of McCann's music on my blog - but if you should have forgotten who this brilliant (and a bit silly) songwriter is take a listen to this:
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