Musings of a Midnight Poet

A seemingly random look inside the mind of a dreamer/ music enthusiast with the sometimes difficult task to live life, and not just exist its duration...oh and the occasional poem or two in the wee hours of the morning. :)

"To LIVE would be an awfully big ADVENTURE." <3

Dusk

We are that part of night,
The time in between dusk and dark
Right before the sun disappears to make way for the light of the moon,
It feels surreal,
Like mornings when sun spills over your eyelids like honey,
Where I kiss the bad dreams away…
And I wake to calm crystal blue waters in your eyes,
As you calm the jittery anxious nature of the dark forests in mine,
One smile from you…and the demons in my mind scatter
Like the ashes of things I never wanted to think of again,
Then that smile,
That look you give me that’s reserved for me,
And only me,
The one that makes me feel whole,
Like the world is just a right again
The way pumpkin spice anything is our favorite fall/ Christmas in a cup drink,
The way you looked that day in the middle of the redwoods,
Stunning…
Not dressed for hiking…
Then again, neither was I…
And I fell in love with you,
Like how rain falls hard on the pavement,
Makes a canvas for light on the dark asphalt…
Green and red streetlights shining in a world created only when the two were connected…
Like the way it feels when you kiss me,
The way my heart swells and the butterflies in my stomach scatter and dart around,
And the way I melt into you whenever you’re close by…
We are that part of life…
The dusky anything-is-possible part…
Where the half light between night and day feels like something tangible
Like a promise of something magical
And slightly surreal…
We’re magic, love.
And I never want to live in a world where you and I, magic…doesn’t exist.
Here’s to always believing,
And making magic…
Together.

I love you. whisperoftheheart143

Notice

She said I smelled like coffee, 

the lotion i liked with aloe vera and my hair gel…

She said she wanted to count my freckles like star lit nights, 

and that my eyes were the color of a redwood forest in the soft afternoon sunlight,

She said my skin was fire and silk when hers brushed mine…

and that my voice sounded like winter nights, rain and that feeling you get when you drink a hot cup of tea in front of a blazing fireplace,

I thought that meant more, 

noting the minuscule things…the ones others didn’t see, 

it was looking into a place others had only glimpsed, 

but…maybe sometimes you needed to see beyond the surface, 

beyond sight, touch, taste, sound…smell…

its knowing why that call was the cause of a rift in her day, 

its knowing why she can’t watch mother-daughter movies, 

or why she tenses at the faintest hints of an argument…

its watching the way songs move her, inspire her, scare her…

seeing how she plays certain ones on her guitar, lightly scratched below the sound hole…because she never got a pick guard, 

its hearing the emphasis she puts on certain lyrics…like she means for you to recognize them…and you alone, 

its recognizing what she sings at the top of her lungs and the silence that falls when she needs to really hear something…

Its how she stares out of windows…like an adventure or an escape is all it would take to set her free…

its the way she looks into the heart of who you are when she’s begging you to notice…that she needs you…

and the way you can’t see…

Was playing around with my aunt’s ipad today and garage band, and recorded a one take session of this gorgeous song that I heard the other night on SYTYCD. Here’s “Say Something” by A Great Big World 

<3 Nic

Light and Dark

Star gazing nights, fiery orbs in the sky high up…worlds full of wonder high above us,

I always dreamed that beyond friends…light and dark could become something new,

Live, learn….yearn for those things the other can’t provide by itself,

You were golden…magma, pulsing white hot dripping sunbeams….

I was the shadow you wish wasn’t there…gray, blue, black…the color of old wounds still healing,

Yet….when faced with the question…

The answer right in front like a hologram too real to be just a series of dots in the air…

You chose the only one designed to break us….to tear us apart…creating natural disasters across our hearts,

A ruined, desert landscape littered with succulents dripping crimson black…the blood of memories and emotions to painful to be recalled naturally,

Oceans crashed and lit aflame in my eyes as the light was leeched out of yours replaced by a blank void,

No trace of the light and wonder present in them like before.

Two broken parts of a whole,

Staring into wind soaked ashes collecting in blackened piles at our feet…

What happens now?

Hey all, here’s my cover of a new song I just discovered, on a mini road trip in the midst of traffic. Needless to say it’s a great driving tune. :) <3

Hey all…so I finally did a new cover, this time a really gorgeous song from Taylor Swift’s new album RED. The Song is “Come Back…Be Here” Check it out and let me know what you think? Thanks <3

Here is a new song from my band Scribble City Dreams, we’re calling it “Shadow of Your Doubt”…let us know what you think? :)

This is a cover of Bon Iver’s “Skinny Love” that a friend and I recorded for one of my classes. I’m pretty proud of it, let me know what you think? :)

This was a song i wrote awhile ago called “Unless You Mean It”. Its probably my favorite of what i’ve written so far because it goes deper than my other pieces and was written at a time in my life that I just needed to…well sing through the pain. Take a listen :)

This is a song my bandmate and I wrote called “Chemicals”. I’m pretty proud of it so far but i’m still in the mixing process. Here’s the demo version for now. :)

Contamination

You’ve contaminated me…

Filled my head with things too beautiful to possibly exist

in this lifeless place…

You’ve stained my dreams with your kisses,

branded your image across my still beating heart,

Pillow wet with blood red tear tracks…

Once upon a time,

A time that I can scarcely remember being real,

There was a glimmer of hope,

Of a promise there…

One that took the very breath from my fragile bones…

I ached with your memory

Until all that was left,

Were ashes that blew away…

Parts of us….

Scattered…

Everywhere.

Brave

One of these days I’ll be brave

I’ll have the courage to take to the air

Make flames from memories that spell out dreams I’ve yet to realize..

And I’ll find that one thing,

The thing that we all spend lifetimes waiting for,

Thousands of years watching from windowsills

dusty with teardrops too stubborn to fall,

Then I’ll know…

I’ll recognize it in the faces of passing strangers,

In their smiles that linger in my field of vision,

The way that children can see beyond what we can perceive,

And I’ll see it in your eyes…

When I ask you to take a chance…

And come with me.

Count Me In

Count me in…

For the nights spent staring at tiny glowing keys,

waiting for words that make my head spin…

Or the days that are just the kind of perfection found on tourist postcards,

Everygreens down a calm road,

Autumn leaves perfectly posed on abandoned scenic routes made to look beautiful…

Seasons ablaze, smiles whiter than hospital flourescents…

Count me in…

For the moments when i wonder where you end and i begin…

Or for the agony that comes with a want so overpowering it breaks me…

like shards of broken raindrops scattered across lonely stick and stones…

But still…

Count me in.

Tonight

Something inside me is building

Almost to the point of crescendo,

because tonight the fire in my veins softened to embers, 

replaced by a feeling…

like when your equilibrium is slightly off-kilter,

and what it feels like in the moment of almost falling and catching yourself,

Its the uncertainty tonight that organizes my scattered thoughts,

and begins to formulate a plan…

an escape from the recesses of solitude,

and the physical burning in my chest,

the endless aching…

wanting, hoping, fearing…needing

tonight… i begin.