Still trying to install the Muse. Wisps of warm tissue I shall roll around shape into the softness that I must feel. And in this new strange beauty which I found Wonder so deeply at your sweet appeal. O Life would I not take you in my dreams Float with you into summers I have lost And all the aching... Sign in to see full entry.
Saturday, October 2, 2010
Friday, October 1, 2010
The real Muse
The real Muse. Once I thought that I could choose the lady who would be my Muse. A lot I didn’t know. I watched the world spin round and round and I never even found. That little so and so. And so it seemed that finally just kind of muse-less I would be It didn’t really suit my plan I chewed the fat... Sign in to see full entry.
Thursday, September 30, 2010
The hard graft of making a Muse. She’s gone, just as I was grooming her into a beautiful exotic woman The sylphs are tittering and parading across the soft green carpet. I thought she seemed a too smart to get caught up in my dreams, but then who knows what a woman thinks who knows what she wants to... Sign in to see full entry.
Wednesday, September 29, 2010
Bucket I want to slop out of my bucket and pass silently across this time leaving these watermarks for no reason. If I could find some compelling desire to believe that moss would grow into blossom and love would grow in any season. perhaps I would try and ferment a strange insipid passion. And... Sign in to see full entry.
Tuesday, September 28, 2010
Muse News
Muse News Please excuse this little muse She has not yet been trained She has been sweeping chimneys And washing when it rained. I should have given her a scrub To get rid of the grime But she is so darned ticklish And I didn’t have much time. Of course I cannot introduce This innocent sweet child... Sign in to see full entry.
Monday, September 27, 2010
Toad
Toad. She had a rope, gave it a twirl She was a pretty little girl And then she skipped along the road She looked at me and said ‘Hi Toad,’ Now I was nearly twenty two I said ‘Well kid what’s up with you. ‘Were you a child may I ask?’ She queried and pick up my flask. Do you have tea? Yes I thought... Sign in to see full entry.
Sunday, September 26, 2010
04t06t04 Pink Model. I saw the woman in the pink hat. She looked thoughtful and was looking towards me. I stopped, hoping that I was in my invisible mode. I turned and crept back to my stiff reeds. Irrationally I would have liked to paddle, splash back up to the cold consequences. I could have... Sign in to see full entry.
Saturday, September 25, 2010
The Conscience Bearer.
The Conscience Bearer. So I said to my conscience bearer I have a task for you. So he replied you have bitten off more than you could chew. You can travel and assess dreams and bring comfort I explained, I am not as good at that as I thought.. Well he sighed you let me keep your conscience which is... Sign in to see full entry.
Friday, September 24, 2010
Magpie
Magpie. Sometimes situations that appeared harmless, stir uneasily in black and white. Pets pleased momentarily, a wild rabbit caged and eventually set free. It was not being looked after properly. One cannot quite understand what mix of childhood chemistry blurred the compassion needed to own a... Sign in to see full entry.
Thursday, September 23, 2010
Whispers A whisper crept through the time lock ‘Relax be as a shadow by my side. Think of life as broth we are the stock Let our juices run and fill the void.’ ‘Do you think this is time?’ I asked. I stirred in the vastness. ‘In smears,’ was the reply. ‘Like the morning after your heart was full and... Sign in to see full entry.