Muse in the Morning

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Muse in the Morning

Time for a break from poetry…in order to create some art.

If you don’t control your mind, someone else will.

–John Allston



Ornamental 7

I know you have talent.  What sometimes is forgotten is that being practical is a talent.  I have a paucity for that sort of talent in many situations, though it turns out that I’m a pretty darn good cook.  🙂

Let your talent bloom.  You can share it here.  Encourage others to let it bloom inside them as well.

Won’t you share your words or art, your sounds or visions, your thoughts scientific or philosophic, the comedy or tragedy of your days, the stories of doing and making?  And be excellent to one another!

2 comments

    • Xanthe on November 30, 2010 at 4:58 pm

    Docudharma is saying goodbye, I’m not too embarrassed to share this.

    As you can see – it’s a love gone wrong  — it’s hard to remember when I loved so hard (and unwisely):

    Though running up the day strewn path

    You seem as standing still,

    And I am here behind tall gates

    Wrought ironed, steel willed,

    Time’s pebbles strike across your stride

    And fly across the hours,

    I cannot reach the silvered latch

    Set high in spiney towers,

    You turn your face from reddening west,

    The moments trickle thin –

    My hands clasp blackened spired spikes,

    Parallel, pinioned in.

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