madness cohabits
dim crepuscular hours
with unquiet genius
(originally posted April 2013)
madness cohabits
dim crepuscular hours
with unquiet genius
(originally posted April 2013)
Writer Lynne Sargent
Poetry Puttering by Pax & Company
Sometimes everything has to be enscribed across the heavens so you can find the one line already written inside you. Sometimes it takes a great sky to find that small, bright, and indescribable wedge of freedom in your own heart. David Whyte
"drink from the well of your self and begin again" ~charles bukowski
no dust here
Looking ahead, without looking back (too often)
flights of fancy from New Zealand
You're never alone, if you've something to share
All you touch and all you see / is all your life will ever be
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Love it! and beautiful painting, too!
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Not being artistic like you, it’s kind of fun searching for pictures that seem to jibe with my poetic expressions.
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Yes, that is the fun part, searching through pix. Sometimes pix inspire the poem.
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“crepuscular hours” … I really liked the way you used that phrase. It was very clever.
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Thank you, sir.
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Reblogged this on Poesy plus Polemics.
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perfectly beautiful.
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thank you kindly
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Madness, a tenant difficult to evict.
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it must live somewhere, I suppose
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I’d like to suggest sending it all into a herd of pigs or lemmings, anything that could then be sent over a cliff into the sea.
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believe me I understand – but I can’t help but think artists and poets all have at least a touch of it
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True, but an unjust cost, it seems to me.
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Phenomenal still, and always…I’ll just stay with Caddo’s verbosity, she was always sincere and well-intentioned 🙂
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and oh so smart
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Ohhh my–Bless you, dear man!
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Mesmerising
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many thanks
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Such wonderful words! This is a beautiful poem 🙂 Really excellent. It goes beautifully with the picture too.
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thank you most kindly
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You’re welcome 🙂
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Magnificent picture. Eerie and beautiful like your poem.
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thank you – eerie is what I was going for
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Love the succinct overview of the best moment in my day…TWILIGHT
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thanks kindly
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