....Moonlight, sonatas, unicorns, sonnets....what once was...or is yet to be...the unknown. For is not Love the most elusive of all things that we search for? It comes in all sizes, colors and forms. Sometimes impossible.......frequently unattainable.......often fueled by passion or anger.......yet we keep trying to find this illusion.......

Please note: I am slowly adding back some of my poetry....it will take some time...after the Holidays maybe I will find the time I need! :-) Thank you! Wishing all of you a most wonderful Season.

Greetings to all in this New Year, 2004! I have had many changes to come about in my life....changes that have kept me from writing much....not to mention not getting around to adding poetry back to this site. But that will change soon! Best wishes to all and remember to tell the ones you love that you indeed love them....for you may waken one day to find them gone from your life...

Think of You	Summer's Last Breath
Broken Wings	John Denver...Silence
Quiet Cedar	Dance of Rebirth

But words are things, and a small drop of ink, falling, like dew, upon a thought....produces that which makes thousands, perhaps millions think.
~Lord Byron~

"...the poet...like the lover...is a person unable to reconcile what he knows with what he feels. His peculiarity is that he's under a certain compulsion to do so."
~ Babette Deutsch ~

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The older the violin....the sweeter the music...

Man is only truly great when he acts from the passions.
~Benjamin Disraeli~

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Dream...a scintillating mirage surrounded by shadows... is essentially poetry.
~Michel Leiris~

"Tell me whom you love," Houssaye wrote, "And I will tell you who you are."

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~Kahlil Gibran~

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There were many ways of breaking a heart. Stories were full of
hearts being broken by love, but what really broke a heart was
taking away its dream-whatever that dream might be.
~Pearl Buck~

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