I’m loving life.Tumblr (3.0; @historypoetry)http://historypoetry.tumblr.com/<img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lyjoom3nbZ1qzabkfo1_500.jpg"/><br/><br/><p><a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://fyeahtattoos.com/post/16875086048/i-got-this-to-represent-my-love-for-the-people-in">fuckyeahtattoos</a>:</p> <blockquote> <p>I got this to represent my love for the people in my life. Just like Charlie I would die to make sure they were all safe. Done by Bill Brown in Altoona Pa</p> </blockquote>http://historypoetry.tumblr.com/post/16938666352http://historypoetry.tumblr.com/post/16938666352Thu, 02 Feb 2012 17:14:35 -0500<img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lyln3obh5K1qjyblqo1_400.jpg"/><br/><br/>http://historypoetry.tumblr.com/post/16751025498http://historypoetry.tumblr.com/post/16751025498Mon, 30 Jan 2012 01:52:35 -0500<img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lylmzkjFBz1qjyblqo1_500.jpg"/><br/><br/>http://historypoetry.tumblr.com/post/16750952913http://historypoetry.tumblr.com/post/16750952913Mon, 30 Jan 2012 01:50:08 -0500<img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lylipwvRXN1qjyblqo1_500.jpg"/><br/> <br/><img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lylipwvRXN1qjyblqo2_500.jpg"/><br/> <br/>http://historypoetry.tumblr.com/post/16747482943http://historypoetry.tumblr.com/post/16747482943Mon, 30 Jan 2012 00:17:56 -0500<img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lw9dyzr6bT1r0i417o1_500.jpg"/><br/><br/>http://historypoetry.tumblr.com/post/15385957614http://historypoetry.tumblr.com/post/15385957614Fri, 06 Jan 2012 00:20:32 -0500<img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lws82snqgU1qjyblqo1_400.jpg"/><br/><br/>http://historypoetry.tumblr.com/post/14782530374http://historypoetry.tumblr.com/post/14782530374Sun, 25 Dec 2011 18:04:04 -0500<img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lws7tnHtTC1qjyblqo1_500.jpg"/><br/><br/>http://historypoetry.tumblr.com/post/14782317096http://historypoetry.tumblr.com/post/14782317096Sun, 25 Dec 2011 17:58:35 -0500<img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lugq1xqmBu1r6qb65o1_400.jpg"/><br/> <br/><img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lugq1xqmBu1r6qb65o2_500.jpg"/><br/> <br/><img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lugq1xqmBu1r6qb65o3_500.jpg"/><br/> <br/><img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lugq1xqmBu1r6qb65o5_500.jpg"/><br/> <br/><img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lugq1xqmBu1r6qb65o4_500.jpg"/><br/> <br/><img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lugq1xqmBu1r6qb65o6_500.jpg"/><br/> <br/><img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lugq1xqmBu1r6qb65o7_500.jpg"/><br/> <br/><img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lugq1xqmBu1r6qb65o8_500.png"/><br/> <br/><img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lugq1xqmBu1r6qb65o9_500.jpg"/><br/> <br/>http://historypoetry.tumblr.com/post/14674888964http://historypoetry.tumblr.com/post/14674888964Fri, 23 Dec 2011 11:57:32 -0500<iframe width="400" height="225" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Q3VjaCy5gck?wmode=transparent&autohide=1&egm=0&hd=1&iv_load_policy=3&modestbranding=1&rel=0&showinfo=0&showsearch=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe><br/><br/>http://historypoetry.tumblr.com/post/14673352157http://historypoetry.tumblr.com/post/14673352157Fri, 23 Dec 2011 11:16:25 -0500<img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lwnxkoGnfb1qjyblqo1_500.jpg"/><br/><br/>http://historypoetry.tumblr.com/post/14671642647http://historypoetry.tumblr.com/post/14671642647Fri, 23 Dec 2011 10:26:48 -0500<img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lvshg8Hkno1qkk7ijo1_500.jpg"/><br/><br/>http://historypoetry.tumblr.com/post/14657515413http://historypoetry.tumblr.com/post/14657515413Fri, 23 Dec 2011 00:45:34 -0500<img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lwn0o2ftpq1qjyblqo1_500.jpg"/><br/><br/><p>I wanted to do something beautiful.</p>http://historypoetry.tumblr.com/post/14651672592http://historypoetry.tumblr.com/post/14651672592Thu, 22 Dec 2011 22:36:02 -0500<p>I used to see poetry in the world around me. There was beauty in playgrounds, on rooftops, in the fields we had laid in a thousand nights before, looking at the stars. There was magic in the cold New England air and there was adventure in driving around this nothing town- as long as you were there and we had enough cigarettes and Bright Eyes CD&#8217;s and a camera to capture life and the sky and everything in between. Everything was beautiful and fuck, <em>we felt so alive.</em></p> <p>I look back now, reading old journals and wondering when I lost track of that person who used to seek out adventure and passion and poetry in the night sky. I want to see that world again. I want to inhale it- to hold it in my lungs and feel it in my bones.</p> <p>And I want to exhale, <em>&#8220;I am here, I am here, I am here.&#8221;</em></p>http://historypoetry.tumblr.com/post/14650851987http://historypoetry.tumblr.com/post/14650851987Thu, 22 Dec 2011 22:19:00 -0500nostalgiabeautypoetry<img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lwmukrgYvW1qh0usho1_r1_500.jpg"/><br/><br/><p>with my head on your shoulder</p> <p>we can drive so fast through the night that</p> <p>nothing exists except the smell of blacks on your hoodie</p> <p>and two heartbeats keeping time alive.</p>http://historypoetry.tumblr.com/post/14650011327http://historypoetry.tumblr.com/post/14650011327Thu, 22 Dec 2011 22:02:26 -0500<img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lwmcphkTHL1r8i2tro1_500.jpg"/><br/><br/>http://historypoetry.tumblr.com/post/14648062019http://historypoetry.tumblr.com/post/14648062019Thu, 22 Dec 2011 21:24:02 -0500