Monthly Archives: September 2010

Touched by Midas

Beware, everything he touches turns into gold. You can see the lime green wall shimmering with golden shadows on it. The afternoon has cast a spell and you are in the grip of its transforming power. He stares at you

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What I See and What I Don’t

I get goose bumps when I think of this painting – in original. But what baffles me is that I can never think of it in its actual form. I tend to create a mental picture which looks like this

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Anger Management

I am breathing normally. The night wind smells beautifully of rain and darkness. Somewhere there is an owl sitting pretty on a dripping branch. My dogs are asleep. My mother is almost asleep. My father is not yet gone to

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Breakthrough

I sing the song Of one who has come through The song of sleepy sundowns Downy, flaky, remnants of time Fireflies in summer nights Night sounds on stairways Evenings blurred in smoky surrender I sing the song Of desolate night-born

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