black and white bird

bright sunny day

©CNirvana

as walk alone, i listen
to this song in my mind
the one only you can sing to me

in the sweetest voice i've never heard

that make believe romance

that exists only in barbie's play land

is mine, ours

imaginary wonderment come true

you whisper my name

vibrations pass through walls on soft ears

these little four letter words 

oh how big they can be

this anxious separation subsides

and truth is the one thing holding me together

all i've ever wanted

will never be big enough to hold you

wandering the streets, that all lead back to this almost didn't exist...

clean

© CNirvana

model: Stephanie Anne

the face with no eyes stares at me

with this sly smirk grinning

you know more than you say

up to my chin in mud and dirt

feeling that pulse in my chest

like the last train coming to a stop

the warm drops of water hit my cheek

falling from above

and gently rolling down to find their new home

and this hot steam rising 

making me sweat and wander

as the puddle builds beneath me,

swimming in a pool of blue

sing me to sleep again

where the dark night holds me

i never knew you, but i dreamt of you still

For Jaik Miller, laid to rest long before his time. An amazing songwriter and musician who will not soon be forgotten...

https://www.facebook.com/pages/Jaik-Miller-Memorial-Forum/302379219826906

riding

i need to get back to the subway

where those doors close tight

and the noise swallows me 

reuniting with the ones i love

we sit at the end of a long pew

staring at the bottom of this rocky road 

in excess, the only way to be

we wrap ourselves around each other

holding tightly to what we came for

i wait for you

in these empty moments

filled with the liquid of dreams

emptied by the last call

careful

©CNirvana

model: the ever perfect Red~

I only drive too fast on roads that require attention

great care to swerve to the right

then back to the left

debating with this necessity to slow down

watching carefully as the arrows point in the wrong direction

maybe I am a figment of your imagination

but sometimes I feel far too real

this trajectory for all others

stagnating the one who needs it most

I put myself to bed for fear of need to sleep

and as the clocks fall back

my dreams fly forward

I'll never hold you again like that day

windswept

©CNirvana

~Sophie~

this gentle blowing breeze dropped me 
right in front of you, purposeful intent


making momentary monumental seem like already forgotten 
she watched me walk away as i began
falling behind on making forward progression


this noise you make, like hissing air
let me fill your void
that one you never knew was there


we missed the show, as we always do
not to worry though
the encore is always more satisfying

believe the hype

©CNirvana

ever had the moment when you know your world will change?
ever felt more connected to a person based on a single sentence?
ever learned a lesson that you thought you didn't need?
ever tripped and fell and realized the bruise just didn't hurt?
ever changed a life?

pick one.  or try them all...

Still reeling from my workshop with Joyce Tenneson, one of my photographic idols and an amazing teacher.  One week of my life, kick started the rest.

to be continued...

GWC

i've been working on my portraits.  i think i'm getting better.  still just a girl with a camera...

on the road

©CNirvana

Finished it.  

the book.  this leg of the journey. 

heading home.

for a day, maybe two.

alone in another hotel room, i entertain myself...

waiting

© CNirvana

model: elizabeth- GOR, VIC 2011

driving along the great ocean road
where the earth meets the sand
in the distance the world evaporates 
swallowed by the seemingly endless fog


blending earth to air
in the middle they meet, and then disappear
he takes the wheel and let's me steer 
as we wind around the twisted road to the end of nowhere 

his waiting keeps waited 
as we wander the roadways in search of the perfect shot
sprinkled with fairy dust and twinkled with mystery
hidden behind the last curve 


is what we've been searching for 

Merry

Christmas to all...

they say

© CNirvana

model credit: carly erin

change of plans, as the hands spin round
i met you at the right time, since time is all we have
when the slow to motion rolling backwards
to forward
stops

you don't know what you want
i don't know what i need
said lying through the perfectly whitened teeth

the lines blurred ever slightly
yet painfully clear, in the nowhere near
try as we might



its all right there in front of you
fingers touching vastly vapid air
push me down this mountain, he says

just that little nudge to send me where i should
partner in crime not where he stood
but in the back of my mind ill always
save an empty pocket for you

wet

© CNirvana

delicately dipping the toes in, just wet enough

splashing around the warm puddle
while wading in the kiddie pool

this is comfort

tripped and fell in the deep end

dive deep little swimmer
submerge and swallow the waves 

and let them wash you clean

your arms are stronger now

so the break doesn't seem as rough

this is the beginning

last night i dreamt...

The amazing Sarah Ellis

©C-Nirvana

Last night I dreamt
That somebody loved me
No hope, but no harm
Just another false alarm

Last night I felt
real arms around me
No hope, no harm
Just another false alarm


So, tell me how long
Before the last one ?
And tell me how long
Before the right one ?


The story is old - I KNOW
But it goes on
The story is old - I KNOW
But it goes on


Oh, GOES ON
And on
Oh, goes on
And on 


The Smiths

the only one i want

©CNirvana

hand outstretched waiting for the interlocking grasp
finally combining the intoxicating ecstasy 
as we inch closer to the cocooned existence

feathers flaring three miles high
and your twisted tail wraps round my ankles 
in eager anticipation of floating in that deep pool

the green eyed monster stole me away
into the darkness where the shadows fade to light
and tomorrow never sleeps

soon

Amber Gangi~

©CNirvana

vibrating beast beneath me 
surrounds the sounds of the humming crowd
coasting almost quietly
gliding on the air of the cloud

this ship has sailed
and carries me off to never neverland
floating in my high
drug induced euphoria

tomorrow, my favorite day of the week
soon in it's faraway timezone
"I've got to get there", she says in her impatient fury

the pause seems endless 
trapped in this choking in between
soon makes me grin like that silly cheshire cat
the glowing eyes and sideway smile

tomorrow,
come quickly
then come again

bent

©CNirvana

~the fabulous brooke lynn

standing on your head again
flipped upside seems more favorable
opposed to the opposite
awkward awareness of clarity in the bemusement


the blurry windows covered in snowflakes
await the angels we've yet to make
there's still time to create that one last


someday is always the wonder
yesterday will never be again
tomorrow and there after
the biggest question mark

someday's

© CNirvana

there's nothing else to say...

make up your own story for this one, the back story is always better

the moment and all the tales that go along with it

this moment, i wont forget

blue moon

©CNirvana

and her moon

2010 is almost upon us and as the year comes to its end the moon becomes blue. second full moon of the month and the first on NYE since 1990. life is changing, as it does. things keep moving because stopping isn't an option. and as the end of a decade comes to a close, the voice of the "King" sings...

"Blue moon,
You saw me standing alone,
Without a dream in my heart,
Without a love of my own.

Blue moon,
You knew just what I was there for.
You heard me saying a pray for

Someone I really could care for."

sometimes you catch the right moment and everything becomes new again...

hungry bird

©CNirvana

these combinations of letters sound like words

when the tongue hits the roof
but they taste like melted syrup

thick and dripping

not quite seaping in between the proper spots

of the french toast
the delectable treat that used to satisfy

bitterly left on the broken platter
talk, talk, talk
no ones listening anymore

the far away and dreaming sea gull
stole your breakfast again
silence may be deadly but
sometimes it's the only thing you need

fly away bird

empty hallway

©CNirvana

as the winding corridors muddle into a straight line

the bent corners take on a new shape

and as the darker still becomes light again

the rope begins to dangle helplessly in the breeze

gentle billowing that surrounds her

the shadowed peers around the corner

gazing gauntly at the next go round

as he whispers her fate barely audible

she gets lost in his breath

fearing only herself

she lets the rapture begin

at the sound of the tone

the time will be 1234

when the girl in her path is out of the way

the trifling matter dissipates

the smell of sanity

nothing left now

but time