...some nights I'd sneak out and listen to the radio in my Dad's old Chevy - children need solitude - they don't teach that in school...
~ John Geddes
...the wet brush of snowflakes was like your kisses everywhere ...
...no good writing flows from a polluted well - you can write about monsters, but you can't be one...
...I don't just wish you rain, Beloved - I wish you the beauty of storms...
...true love is an irrevocable act - you can only give your heart away once - after that, you give as much as you have left ...
...I retreat into my fictional world where everything makes sense - but even there I can't even control what people do...
...wherever there is society, there is authority and the temptation to disobedience because our individual wills refuse to submit...
...you think so logically...like a hawk soaring - I feel so chaotically...like a kite without a tail plummeting to earth...
...you fantasize about me reading my poems to you - it doesn't work that way - I write down everything later - living is not an after-thought...
... here's what I believe - sometimes God has a Plan B...
after life has broken you open, perhaps you may create art
...if you always move in certainty, your writing will be flat - creativity is a rugged terrain...
...is worship too strong a word? yes, I worship you - to worship is to give worth to something – isn’t that what love is all about?...
...art is weaker than life - in the end I have a bag of letters to scrabble into order - rune tiles to cast my fate...
...how are you sacred to me? your lines are golden threads - your patter, my patten - I explore the liturgy of your words...
...being with you was so easy and natural - there was no strain - I never had to guard my words...
...all this time I've been worshiping you - when other men wanted to kiss you, I've been offering the praise of my lips...
...you know I wanted a Madonna, not a whore - I made you sacred offering you my words...
...words are so strong and I am so timid - my soul ignores warnings and I end up covered with your paint ...
...I gave you painted air - tears I couldn't weep - truths I couldn't speak - all the words that caught in my throat...
...you can be angry and silent, but it's no use - there's no distance in the spirit - besides, my words touch you more softly than my hands...
...when you're hard and unyielding your words score me with lines - I hate lines - I want curves - curves are happy like a snowman ...
...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...
...you can use words if you wish, but I'm warning you - I've learned how to read your heart ...
... only a seer or a lover would know that I'm making a jewelry of words for you -drawn from your essence -to flash and burn with your fire -so you can bedazzle with your own light ...
...good words - that triumphalism of positivity- but life will claw and eat you - chew you over and over - if you carry such a small knife ...
...why is my cat a Muse? the cat has the rare grace of never saying a word too much― Mark Twain ...that's why ...
...come lie beside me again and understand - the others can show by actions, but I alone will immortalize you in words...
...perhaps in actions I'm less of a man - but, oh the words - such lovely words...
...you are my Lady of Shalott lost in a dream of isolation - I care too much for you - I romanticize depression...
...all my life I prayed to a star – Later discovered it was Venus – I was praying to Aphrodite and wondering why she was sending me you -sad...
...poetry is paying attention to life when all the world seems asleep to its beauties and truths...
...goodness is not the absence of evil - it's the light that pushes back the darkness...
...when you enter a room, my wound opens, but there is light, always light, when you come in...
...you want the sweetness of our beginning without the bitterness of our struggle - what are you asking - do you want light without shadow? ...
...I'm innocent still -inside me are stained glass windows that have never been broken- and when I see your light it stains my soul with color ...
...I will find once again the light of your beauty - your colored windows in the night...
...you either forgive a lover for abandoning you or you forgive God for taking them - either way you have to forgive...
...the best way to forgive someone is to enter into their sufferings ...
...it's easy to express romantic love - harder to manage daily love - to forgive failings close to feelings - to divide self from soul...
