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John Geddes
By Anonym 20 Sep

John Geddes

...you found me in my lonely labyrinth and like Beatrice, led me out of my own hell...

By Anonym 19 Sep

John Geddes

...to know an other's interior life you are his confessor or a writer - the one is admitted freely, the other intrudes by discerning of spirits

By Anonym 15 Sep

John Geddes

...consider yourself a functional character in someone else's novel - a background character - a person on the street - that's the perspective ...

By Anonym 18 Sep

John Geddes

...people demonize certain types of crime - it's a way of distancing ourselves from the monsters...

By Anonym 19 Sep

John Geddes

...they say a reformed roue makes the best husband, but, Oh! Didn't they tell you? Monsters can't be reformed...

By Anonym 16 Sep

John Geddes

...I can think of other forms of worship than loving you, but none that make me feel so fulfilled...

By Anonym 15 Sep

John Geddes

...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...

By Anonym 20 Sep

John Geddes

...you want things to remain the same, which they never can, and so you’re wounded by your own feelings & resentful others don’t seem to care...

By Anonym 16 Sep

John Geddes

...everything is gone except traces of you inside me - and the years like the wind are sweeping those away ...

By Anonym 19 Sep

John Geddes

...the wind has a purpose - to rattle the window panes, disturb the cat and make me miss you ...

By Anonym 16 Sep

John Geddes

...I remember your profile in darkness outlined by stars ...

By Anonym 16 Sep

John Geddes

...God and your heart both whisper - incline your ear - don't just learn from your head...

By Anonym 20 Sep

John Geddes

...you merely look at me and I want to confess, but don't - I've buried my heart under the floor boards, but you always dig it up...

By Anonym 15 Sep

John Geddes

Deb and I were married on a snowy night - wind cross-wove a veil of snow for her then threw confetti at us as we left the lighted church...

By Anonym 16 Sep

John Geddes

...if it weren't for you, mornings wouldn't be so comforting - slippers wouldn't scrape through the rooms of my heart...

By Anonym 15 Sep

John Geddes

...before you, life was desolate - the past hardly worth remembering - and now, each moment a keepsake I can't throw away ...

By Anonym 16 Sep

John Geddes

...I hide you inside me because I have found, beauty is the illumination of the mind...

By Anonym 16 Sep

John Geddes

...I will find once again the light of your beauty - your colored windows in the night...

By Anonym 20 Sep

John Geddes

...you can't rationalize suffering - it's indeterminate - the real unknowable variable God substitutes in...

By Anonym 15 Sep

John Geddes

...across the snowy field the barn light gleams - it's the loneliness of November twilight...

By Anonym 19 Sep

John Geddes

...the most beautiful things don't always make you happy - often they make you weep...

By Anonym 17 Sep

John Geddes

...love is suffering - that's the happy ending...

By Anonym 19 Sep

John Geddes

...Use your finger to trace the scar upon my chest- I lied - it wasn't a knife wound, but a scrape from a nail sliding under a fence to see you...

By Anonym 19 Sep

John Geddes

...what is the meaning of La Belle Dame Sans Merci? - have you never been enthralled? enchantment that is unrequited desolates the soul...

By Anonym 19 Sep

John Geddes

...the wind hums low with sweet exultation, sings its lullaby, while you sleep ...

By Anonym 19 Sep

John Geddes

...the words I can't say are the holes I punch in the walls of my psyche...

By Anonym 20 Sep

John Geddes

...you think so logically...like a hawk soaring - I feel so chaotically...like a kite without a tail plummeting to earth...

By Anonym 16 Sep

John Geddes

...how are you sacred to me? your lines are golden threads - your patter, my patten - I explore the liturgy of your words...

By Anonym 19 Sep

John Geddes

...we've let go of so many things, but never each other's hand ...

By Anonym 20 Sep

John Geddes

...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...

By Anonym 19 Sep

John Geddes

...what else would a poet priest do on an endless night, but write of love?...

By Anonym 20 Sep

John Geddes

...you are my Lady of Shalott lost in a dream of isolation - I care too much for you - I romanticize depression...

By Anonym 19 Sep

John Geddes

...the strands that connect us are frail, so don't hang great weights on slender wires...

By Anonym 20 Sep

John Geddes

...when everything changes, I need a bookmark - I need you...

By Anonym 18 Sep

John Geddes

...that yearning inside you that seeks for fulfillment - does it still burn?...

By Anonym 20 Sep

John Geddes

...why do people venerate Einstein or Bill Gates? Clive Bell explains: Genius worship is the inevitable sign of an uncreative age....

By Anonym 16 Sep

John Geddes

...I lost my illusions in a black rain of bitterness - now what do you see in my eyes? How can you still love me? How can I be tender? ...

By Anonym 20 Sep

John Geddes

...Why did just my eyes adore you - Have you ever wondered that? well, as Hegel said, “Too fair to worship, too divine to love.”...

By Anonym 16 Sep

John Geddes

...I can’t grasp the stars, but I love them – in the same way, I love you...

By Anonym 17 Sep

John Geddes

...my thoughts reach out like prayers to you - and if you are quiet, you can hear...

By Anonym 18 Sep

John Geddes

...some people are incapable of love - they have calloused souls...

By Anonym 16 Sep

John Geddes

...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...

By Anonym 20 Sep

John Geddes

...when you look at the stars, you should tremble - only dullards have become callous to this frisson ...

By Anonym 18 Sep

John Geddes

..snow gently settles like dust in a shaft - for one moment there is no one else - only the wind like the hiss of an ice skate ...

By Anonym 17 Sep

John Geddes

...loveliness is the Milky Way... but also all the myriad points of radiance streaming from your beauty...

By Anonym 16 Sep

John Geddes

...I recall that day on the beach - the sand so brilliant, the clouds so massive, and the wind punishing your hair...

By Anonym 15 Sep

John Geddes

...a passing face together with his grief turned you into a weeping Madonna...

By Anonym 20 Sep

John Geddes

...you ask me why I compare you to stars - it's simple - that's where your goddess has fled...

By Anonym 15 Sep

John Geddes

...all winter the acorns and red Maple leaf moldered in silence - in the same way grief is gnawing at me - slowly, imperceptibly... consuming...

By Anonym 19 Sep

John Geddes

...the secret to writing is to get your own pain - shout it out till it hurts your throat - weep it into your pillow - then write it down ...