Tag: muse

Piano lessons (first thoughts)

A piano came with the house. And I sat down with wonder. How does one play a song? Through arched fingers i pound, as elegantly as possible. Or as angrily as appropriate. The sound reverberates around. Or did it begin, start within, to flow through my veins? And perch a tune on fingertips? Yes! piano…

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Moirai

The way to blue easily travailed. The happy path lingers sways a brush of cheek. Through cracks seen distance perched upon dire thoughts direction whisks shooting stars past lost scars. Tails of disaster i carelessly imagine ride the rails. My darkness exists -allowed to push away… i grasp the dangling strings held tight to watch…

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your words are poetry too stagnant in my mood not sure how to respond should i rake the leaves leave them to mulch against the chilled wind ready to depart east to west rolling rock down the hill i am

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alone.

you birth words in my heart excite nerve endings as no one else can and to be without will only pain. forever.

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control the message

it really is all about control if i lose control -of myself you certainly will try to control me Like this lady, i enjoyed my day at the Museum of Fine Arts. It was the last weekend of a Klimt/Schiele exhibit i did not want to miss. My fav Klimt drawing exhibited. The innocence and…

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