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Thursday, July 17, 2008

Lord, Forgive A Spirit...

So what shall we do about this angel, growing dizzy every time he climbs a ladder, crying over his old poems. I walk out into the garden and there he is, watering the lilies and studying the digitalis. He is talking to his own invisible heart; he is leaking blood. The sun shines on him all day long... Sign in to see full entry.

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Wednesday, July 16, 2008

Picasso's history of his one-dimensional life, art & women...

*Three women and turtle by Picasso He was was born in Spain, the son of a painter and teacher of art, he was astonishingly prolific moving on to Paris, as a theater designer, draftsman and sculptor, he was believed to be the greatest printmaker of the 20th Century, and at last, there was as much... Sign in to see full entry.

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Monday, July 14, 2008

Woman with Tambourine by Picasso

I catch the glimpse and gleam of Picasso...in my mirror, He invaded my soul by accident, both of us somewhat like stubborn toddlers sitting in a highchair, waiting to be fed life, a little excited, a little anxious, and somewhere inside my chest, I knew both of us traveled with misery and fear of... Sign in to see full entry.

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Sunday, July 13, 2008

Money, grammar and endless love...

The Birth of Venus My brain has been working overtime, thinking about money, grammar and lost love, what shoes I should wear, how to eat and how much not, I don't know what I'll do, if my Yorkie won't stop barking, soon, I drag my tired brain, from place to place, dreaming about justice and... Sign in to see full entry.

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Friday, July 11, 2008

Do you celebrate your birthday before or after?

Not surprisingly birthdays come on like villians knocking at our doors, tap, tap, tap, shifty-eyed fast speaking salesmen peddling love, wisdom, youth and popularity pushing substitutes in bottles, tiny millimeters of hope Shifter stones, natal lovers, dark aliens, eavesdropping our days troubling... Sign in to see full entry.

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Thursday, July 10, 2008

The little boy and his first dirty word

tore at the sweet meat of his brain repeatedly and awkwardly like a young vulture snaring a tiny rabbit he was hungry and knew not else his first dirty word was beckoning him, he waited patiently, when early manhood calls, he must be ready. Sign in to see full entry.

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There Was an Old Mn of Dunoon...

There was an old man of Dunoon Who always ate soup with a fork, For he said; "As I eat Neither fish, fowl, nor flesh, I should otherwise finish too quick." I love this. Isn't it cool? Anonymous Sign in to see full entry.

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Epitaph on Newton, Alexander Pope (1688-1744)

Nature and Nature's laws lay hid in night; God said, "Let Newton be!" and all was light. Isn't this cool? Sign in to see full entry.

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On His Blindness John Milton (1608-1674)

Hermes standing and waiting. When I consider how my light is spent Ere half my days in this dark world and wide, And that one talent which is death to hide Lodged with me useless, though my soul more bent To serve therewith my Maker, and present My true account, lest He returning child, "Doth God... Sign in to see full entry.

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Wednesday, July 9, 2008

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