...at morning, I'm unruffled - I'll sit with my tea and Muse Cat beside me and listen to the soft chime of the grandfather clock...
...today there are bars of light on the rug, but Muse Cat prefers his tomato box where he can dream in private...
...they say a reformed roue makes the best husband, but, Oh! Didn't they tell you? Monsters can't be reformed...
...thinking about laughing with 2 yr old Findlay today - Dostoyevsky was right, “The soul is healed by being with children.” ...
...freshly cut Christmas trees smelling of stars and snow and pine resin - inhale deeply and fill your soul with wintry night...
...I hear the sounds of melting snow outside my window every night and with the first faint scent of spring, I remember life exists...
...I'm not in control and without a firm spot, like Archimedes I can't move the world - let alone your heart..
...when people oppose your view, you can become a lightning rod, but if I were you, I'd let them stew...
...in January, everything seems desolate. The Moon ascends to cold heights - and I, a ragged sky filled with dark kisses...lie abandoned by you...
...you are my Lady of Shalott lost in a dream of isolation - I care too much for you - I romanticize depression...
...I deliberately spilled the black ink of despair because my perfect soul was a stained glass illusion - can you understand that?...
...you called me poet-priest - I am. ...devoted to my art, faithful to you...or, is the other way around?...
...the answer is not in the damn blank page - it's in the days or years before and you have to dredge it up - exhume the past again ...
...the wounds of the past and the scars of the present don't disfigure me in your eyes - because you know the price I pay for loving you ...
...art is weaker than life - in the end I have a bag of letters to scrabble into order - rune tiles to cast my fate...
...it's easy to express romantic love - harder to manage daily love - to forgive failings close to feelings - to divide self from soul...
...you either forgive a lover for abandoning you or you forgive God for taking them - either way you have to forgive...
...I need you to be a listener - you need me to hang word on. We're friends because neither has discovered a limit where the other ends...
...why do people venerate Einstein or Bill Gates? Clive Bell explains: Genius worship is the inevitable sign of an uncreative age....
...you must never partly love or stop half way - because then, you become superficial and cannot be deeply hurt or loved...
...all winter the acorns and red Maple leaf moldered in silence - in the same way grief is gnawing at me - slowly, imperceptibly... consuming...
