But the greatest of these is LOVE

Grammar stops at love, and at art. ~Valentine Sterling

Friday, March 19, 2010

Happiness

"Well," said Pooh, "what I like best," and then he had to stop and think.  Because although Eating Honey was a very good thing to do, there was a moment just before you began to eat it which was better than when you were, but he didn't know what it was called.  ~A.A. Milne

Monday, March 1, 2010

God offers to every mind its choice between truth and repose. Take which you please - you can never have both. ~Ralph Waldo Emerson


 LIFESONG

Flange my wings, crepe my cape
Before I fly, but soar I will.
The deaf, blind to song,
 Still feel my bearing; askew,
 Out-takes galore until
I get it right. Silk is not
Soft as my kiss, nor
Air carry the cry of my
Throat, and the warbling of
Doves is not ample enough
For my poems and psalm:
 Just you.

 What brings:
 Brought my heart,
 And on
 Wings of desire.

This, my image
Prone
Mind
- This strange-
Soul:
 Hews more than snow smeared
Earth, each crystal an unlike
Being, masking summer trails,
    But my is of a nature
One, my Maker guides this
  Flight, joy and cry,
 Wrung from being's pores/
 Soared on mimic stars and
Glistened fancy......yes

I bled, but oh heart, 
 Those you shared
            With    me. 

I really should get back to charcoal drawing

No right minds could wrong be this many times -SB

"Between The Lines"

Time to tell me the truth
To burden your mouth for what you say
No pieces of paper in the way
Cause i cant continue pretending to choose
The opposite sides on which we fall
The loving you laters if at all
No right minds could wrong be this many times

My memory is cruel
Im queen of attention to details
Defending intentions if he fails
Until now, he told me her name
It sounded familiar in a way
I could have sworn i'd heard him say it ten thousand times
If only i had been listening

Leave unsaid unspoken
Eyes wide shut unopened
You and me
Always between the lines
Between the lines

I thought i thought i was ready to bleed
That we'd move from the shadows on the wall
And stand in the center of it all
Too late two choices to stay or to leave
Mine was so easy to uncover
He'd already left with the other
So i've learned to listen through silence

Leave unsaid unspoken
Eyes wide shut unopened
You and me be
You and me always be

I tell myself all the words he surely meant to say
I'll talk until the conversation doesn't stay on
Wait for me i'm almost ready
When he meant let go

Leave unsaid unspoken
Eyes wide shut unopened
You and me
Always be
You and me
Always between the lines