Muse in the Morning

Oct 19 2010

By Robyn in Art, Community, Poetry

Muse in the Morning

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

My uncle ordered popovers

from the restaurant’s bill of fare.

And, when they were served,

he regarded them with a penetrating stare.

Then he spoke great words of wisdom

as he sat there on that chair:

“To eat these things,” said my uncle,

“You must exercise great care.

You may swallow down what’s solid,

but you must spit out the air!”

And as you partake of the world’s bill of fare,

that’s darned good advice to follow.

Do a lot of spitting out the hot air.

And be careful what you swallow.

–Theodore Seuss Geisel

Planetary System

Muse in the Morning

Oct 18 2010

Muse in the Morning

By Robyn in Art, Community, Poetry

Muse in the Morning

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

Progress is impossible without change, and those who cannot change their minds cannot change anything.

–George Bernard Shaw

Water 3

Oct 15 2010

Muse in the Morning

By Robyn in Art, Community, Poetry

Muse in the Morning

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

The only normal people are the ones you don’t know very well.

–Joe Ancis

Turbulence 1

Muse in the Morning

Oct 14 2010

Muse in the Morning

By Robyn in Art, Community, Poetry

Muse in the Morning

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

Men get opinions as boys learn to spell,

By reiteration chiefly.

–Elizabeth Barrett Browning

Natural 2

Muse in the Morning

Oct 13 2010

Muse in the Morning

By Robyn in Art, Community, Poetry

Muse in the Morning

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

I cannot and will not cut my conscience to fit this year’s fashions.

–Lillian Hellman

Natural

Oct 12 2010

Muse in the Morning

By Robyn in Art, Community, Poetry

Muse in the Morning

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

I am not eccentric. It’s just that I am more alive than most people. I am an unpopular electric eel set in a pond of goldfish.

–Dame Edith Sitwell

Sculpting

Oct 11 2010

Muse in the Morning

By Robyn in Art, Community, Poetry

Muse in the Morning

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

A “normal” person is the sort of person that might be designed by a committee. You know, “Each person puts in a pretty color and it comes out gray.”

–Alan Sherman

Jewel in a Basket

Muse in the Morning

Oct 08 2010

Muse in the Morning

By Robyn in Art, Community, Poetry

Muse in the Morning

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

The reward for conformity was that everyone liked you except yourself.

–Rita Mae Brown

Propulsion

Muse in the Morning

Oct 07 2010

Muse in the Morning

By Robyn in Art, Community, Poetry

Muse in the Morning

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

You don’t get harmony when everybody sings the same note.

–Doug Floyd

Beams of Light

Muse in the Morning

Oct 06 2010

Muse in the Morning

By Robyn in Art, Community, Poetry

Muse in the Morning

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

Read, every day, something no one else is reading. Think, every day, something no one else is thinking. Do, every day, something no one else would be silly enough to do. It is bad for the mind to continually be part of unanimity.

–Christopher Morley

In Flight

Oct 05 2010

Muse in the Morning

By Robyn in Art, Community, Poetry

Muse in the Morning

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

How glorious it is – and also how painful – to be an exception.

–Alfred de Musset

Barrista

Muse in the Morning

Oct 04 2010

Muse in the Morning

By Robyn in Art, Community, Poetry

Muse in the Morning

An Opened Mind XXXVIII

If you want to look like the people next door, you’re probably smothering yourself and your dreams.

–Clive Barker

Film at 11

Froth

Deep down below

past even the words

are ideas and concepts

normally unthought

except by the weird

unkempt minds

of those who dare

to be different

Whipped creaminess

of dangerous notions,

syllables expressed

too rarely

and more seldom heard,

whizzes by faster

than can normally

be sensed

Grabbing on

to a possibility

I was taken downward

further than

imagination

could conceive

There is truth here

There is more

wherever I look

And who wanted

to be normal

anyway

–Robyn Elaine Serven

–December 28, 2007

Muse in the Morning

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