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Prepping for our Access Sacramento spot slash filming footage for our first music video.. I love these 2 .. Missing our bbz Jake and Paul :/ (at Access Sacramento)
Tonight's view.. I was playing with the shutter speed setting on my phone.. This one is at 30sec.. I was worried cause cars would pass every few minutes and I thought their lights would mess it up but I like what it did to the trees. #stars #shutterspeed #trees (at Emerald Bay Vista Point)
Pretty content with my newly acquired lakefront property. #vwcampervan #vanlife #eurovan #poptop (at South Lake Tahoe, California)
I couldn't see anything, but her face. Which made it hard to finally look away. For awhile I sat staring into nothing, Trying to make sense in the darkness. Then I sat searching for shapes in the ceiling texture, one syllable of one word at a time, I learned those games and secret languages. And then one day I saw her again. Her face as a collage of those words and those shapes, speaking the languages I had learned since I lost her. She used to say love was an answer in itself. Me, that it was a magic we let others use to blind us. Today I only know attraction and growth, and people who will lead us, painfully or not, to the truths we can't help but find. "Anything But Her Face" -Denver J from the City of Trees #face #her #lookaway #staring #darkness #shapes #ceiling #texture #syllable #games #secretlanguage #love #answer #magic #blind #attraction #growth #pain #truth #anythingbutherface #poem #poetry #poetsofig #poetsofinstagram #writersofig #writersofinstagram #wordporn #words #poetscommunity (at False Ceiling)
To: Listening. (at Tahoe City - Lake Tahoe)
So many #words, so little #thought. #More to #say what it is. #Less to say what it's not. #poem #poetrycommunity #poetry #poetsofig #poetsofinstagram #writers #writerscommunity #writersofig #writersofinstagram #wordporn #sapiosexual (at Annoying Tortuga)
It's in there, rolling around with the people and places and words and songs and looks and feels and smells. It's chaos, making its way to order. You can force it, but it'll come out like every other piece of regurgitated mold, crammed into the stale frames you've already known. I recommend another experience or conversation or fight or love or friction, then just shake it up. The stuff that sticks will fit and fall outta your head, hopefully caught by a pen or a screen or maybe some beautiful thinkers head. But before then, enjoy the agitation, thats how new ideas make you feel. If you dunno how to say it yet, it's probly a really great thought. The harder the words are to get, the more it needs to be said. "stirred" -denver from the city of trees #poem #poetry #poet #idea #thought #writer #writersofig #writersofinstagram #poetsofinstagram #poetsofig #wordporn #mold #frames #shake #stir #agitation (at Ideass)
I was born without taste. And the want killed half of me. Trying to put the left together from the wrong side of right. Like a cracked corpus callosum, the cost consumes all I contain. And I'm still not sure if I understand, what I feel, independent of the crowd. Influence has a gravity too high, and you can't breathe in orbit anyway. As much as I wanna be alien, I am totally terrestrial. I am clay and brick and structures. Trying to build something that lasts from all this temporary, to the moon that moves the seas. Such a big, beautiful rock, only showing us one side. Changing every single night, but never daring to admit, that to be a satellite simply means, the moon is forever falling for us. "Selenology" -denver from the city of trees Artwork stolen from @sabirahmahmud #taste #want #half #left #right #wrong #corpuscallosum #crowd #influence #breathe #orbit #alien #temporary #moon #seas #rock #side #night #satellite #falling #selenology #love #poem #poetry #poetsofig #poetsofinstagram #writer #writersofig #writersofinstagram #poetcommunity (at Spaceship Earth)
I see you, wonder quietly about my words, I hear you, sigh silently at my songs. You, who sits and listens, You, who watches as I write. You're the one, who hears all my rough and scratches, before they are presentable. You're the one, who feels the pain of my darkest thoughts, when they penetrate too hard, before you can ready your heart. And still, you wait patiently, And you wait painfully, for the song that is for you, for the moment that the veil moves as the band starts up. But you know I don't write for those tired notions of love, And not for worship of their fiat beauty. My words are for making my world. My songs are how I see, and change, the very substance of all this stuff, that makes up all the Stuff. You don't believe me?.. Write your own song. Watch it happen. A perfectly envisioned world, a precisely predicated premonition, even and especially, a sordidly sought subaudition scored to sound, is unstoppable. And so I sing and I write to rid my world of the rough and scratches, of the torrent I feel as the world whips around me, like a hurricane I can't handle otherwise. I write of yearning, of want, of desire, of pain and misunderstanding, of jealousy and heartbreak, and even the love that you love, when it seems most real. But I do not write for you. Not you, who sits and listens, Not you, who watches as I write. Not you, who bears all the rough and scratches, too hard, too soon, Not you, my perfect and unchanging accomplice. Because I've only swam in such shallow sounds so far. And we are becoming parts of us in a dance to a song I couldn't write til we go under. "rough and scratches" -denver from the city of trees #poem #poetry #poetsofig #poetscommunity #poetsofinstagram #poets #writersofinstagram #writer #writersofig #writerscommunity #writers #love #words #wordporn #wonder #songs #songwriter #hurricane #roughandscratches #thought #thoughts #moment #substance #stuff #subauditio #torrent #whip Art Stolen from @mariotheartist (at Things of Substance)
@jaromhorner and me melting faces at the Sands in Reno this weekend #ghostbasskillah (at 3rd street bar Sands Regency)
Will it ever go all the way #away? This #sting I accepted to stop your #hurt, You ran back to me everytime, and just to #fight. So I said "no more hurt, for you, no more reason for you to #cry and #scream, just #stay with him. He doesn't have what it takes to hurt you." And now finally, I can #smile when I see your photos of your #faces pushed together. So I think "maybe it wasn't #love, maybe all your fighting had a point..." But that sting is still hiding behind my #grin and it confirms what I always knew was #true, but never could convince you; and I'm not sure that will ever go away. 'selfies' -denver from the city of trees #selfies #writer #writersofinstagram #writersofig #poetsofig #poetsofinstagram #writerscommunity #poem #poetry #poetscommunity (at Apocalypse Bowfishing)
#acoustic #musiqsoulchild #musiq #justfriends #sunny #cover #singer #songwriter #music #singingtomyself #andanyoneupthislate #andthewholeworld #lovesitwhenyoumakethatsound #babababababa .. #nana .. #😶 .. #💩 (at The Bonercave)
#Wanting doesn't have to #hurt. you can just #appreciate their #power. When you see them out of nowhere and your #heart jumps, you don't have to #worry where it lands. You can take all that #flight and #light and #essence and turn it back on everyone else. And then you might be that #someone to someone else. And maybe that someone else might even be that first someone again. And if that happens, If you get to #fly that #high, You won't have any room left, In your #head, To #think. But that's when you can worry where you land. "just 'hey'" -denver from the city of trees #poem #poetry #love #poetsofig #poetsofinstagram #writersofinstagram #writersofig #writerscommunity #words #wordporn (at Karma Brew)
The varied and diverse distinctions of #human #relationships are only overshadowed by our inability to #define them. At times I'm #unaware whether this inability is feigned for the sake of #manipulation, or just the #natural state of human #experience. To define our interactions will necessarily reduce the #magic, of which #love is the most alluring. After all, as #creatures of #wonder, we seem to only be captivated by those #illusions which remain #inexplainable. "magic" -#denver from the #cityoftrees #prose #poetry #prosepoetry #poem #words #writer #writersofinstagram #writersofig #wordporn #writerscommunity #poetsofinstagram #poetsofig #proseandpoetry (at Little Magic Events)
To those who #listen, and don't just wait for their turn to speak. To those who #accept me, and not just what I can offer. To those who #share, without expecting in return. To those who use #feelings to #communicate, and not to #manipulate. To those who #crave #relationships, over transactions. A #cheers and a thank you, for bringing me closer to #life. For the rest, We've got #cigarettes. "#medicineforheartbreak" -#denver from the #cityoftrees #poem #poetry #love #writersofinstagram #writersofig #poetsofinstagram #poetsofig #writer #wordporn (at Smokes)
Stop telling me that it won't work. Stop saying it's not the way. #Stop insinuating you've tried an entire #lifetime of #possibilities, when a thousand of those wouldn't tell you what I know from my #own #taste. I know you want me to save #room for your old #world #platitudes. Thing is, it's my #cake. I'm gonna f#©¿!ng #eat it. "my cake" -denver from the city of trees #poetry #poem #poets #poetsofig #writersofinstagram #poetsofinstagram #writersofig #words #wordporn (at New World Bakery)