John Geddes Quotes - Page 5

...my heart rides the wind and my thoughts sail away - to a land below the horizon where I know you hide from me...
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...it took me a lifetime of glimpses, but now I see you completely - did I tell you you're beautiful? so kind to animals, children and me...
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...writers, like priests, should have compassion...and a sensitivity to pain...
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...the magic of love runs at cross purposes with the rhythm of living...
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...yes I understand your spells—your sex magic—at least, I know this: all lights dim when you walk in...
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...Moonlight possesses no alchemy to transmute good motives to base, but it does excite love magic...
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...loving a fairy lady with a magic song will leave you desolate on a cold hillside ... but from there you can see the stars...
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I am your stone of necessity calling up spirits from rain puddles—your Magus of words
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...your memory is a warm stone hidden in my hand I'm always turning over...
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...I want to live doubly - first with you and then afterwards in memory ...
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...I've decided ... love is an eternity of slow motion replays ...
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...dark embers smolder inside me - one touch and they flare - who would have thought memory combustible, or near you bright sparks appear?...
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December's wintery breath is already clouding the pond, frosting the pane, obscuring summer's memory...
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...I live in Ireland every day in a drizzly dream of a Dublin walk...
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The only difference between you and a dream is I haven’t woken up with you
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You don’t read to exercise the mind but to take voyages
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...in my dream the shadings of your soul are the dark tincture of rain...
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...sorrow binds us - I will always cherish you - my only disillusionment is unspoken words ...
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This will be a winter so desolate, only memory can fill the emptiness
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...a passing face together with his grief turned you into a weeping Madonna...
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...there's the suffering from love and the suffering from grief - either pain permanently scars the soul...
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...you must never partly love or stop half way - because then, you become superficial and cannot be deeply hurt or loved...
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...beneath torrents of spring rain, buds come to life - and we do too, beneath torments of tears...
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...all winter the acorns and red Maple leaf moldered in silence - in the same way grief is gnawing at me - slowly, imperceptibly... consuming...
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my soul has shadows – nooks and crannies where griefs, like cobwebs, collect
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the heart aches through nights—the broken places of neglect
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...it's easy to express romantic love - harder to manage daily love - to forgive failings close to feelings - to divide self from soul...
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...you either forgive a lover for abandoning you or you forgive God for taking them - either way you have to forgive...
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...the best way to forgive someone is to enter into their sufferings ...
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...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 ...
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...I will find once again the light of your beauty - your colored windows in the night...
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...you want the sweetness of our beginning without the bitterness of our struggle - what are you asking - do you want light without shadow? ...
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...goodness is not the absence of evil - it's the light that pushes back the darkness...
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...when you enter a room, my wound opens, but there is light, always light, when you come in...
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...poetry is paying attention to life when all the world seems asleep to its beauties and truths...
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...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...
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I see you kneeling in church—stained only by colored windows
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...you are my Lady of Shalott lost in a dream of isolation - I care too much for you - I romanticize depression...
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...perhaps in actions I'm less of a man - but, oh the words - such lovely words...
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...come lie beside me again and understand - the others can show by actions, but I alone will immortalize you in words...
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...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...
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...you can use words if you wish, but I'm warning you - I've learned how to read your heart ...
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... 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 ...
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...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 ...
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...why is my cat a Muse? the cat has the rare grace of never saying a word too much― Mark Twain ...that's why ...
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...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...
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...when you're hard and unyielding your words score me with lines - I hate lines - I want curves - curves are happy like a snowman ...
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...you know I wanted a Madonna, not a whore - I made you sacred offering you my words...
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...words are so strong and I am so timid - my soul ignores warnings and I end up covered with your paint ...
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...I gave you painted air - tears I couldn't weep - truths I couldn't speak - all the words that caught in my throat...
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...art is weaker than life - in the end I have a bag of letters to scrabble into order - rune tiles to cast my fate...
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...how are you sacred to me? your lines are golden threads - your patter, my patten - I explore the liturgy of your words...
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...being with you was so easy and natural - there was no strain - I never had to guard my words...
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...all this time I've been worshiping you - when other men wanted to kiss you, I've been offering the praise of my lips...
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...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?...
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...if you always move in certainty, your writing will be flat - creativity is a rugged terrain...
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after life has broken you open, perhaps you may create art
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you cannot teach art—you cannot make a soul
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... here's what I believe - sometimes God has a Plan B...
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...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...
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