Poetry is paying attention to life when all the world seems asleep to its beauties and truths.
Freshly cut Christmas trees smelling of stars and snow and pine resin - inhale deeply and fill your soul with wintry night. - John J. Geddes
Freshly cut Christmas trees smelling of stars and snow and pine resin - inhale deeply and fill your soul with wintry night.
- John J. Geddes
The winter is kind and leaves red berries on the boughs for hungry sparrows. - John J. Geddes
The winter is kind and leaves red berries on the boughs for hungry sparrows.
December's wintery breath is already clouding the pond, frosting the pane, obscuring summer's memory. - John J. Geddes
December's wintery breath is already clouding the pond, frosting the pane, obscuring summer's memory.
I love it when the dark bottle of night spills out, and the Moon writes in chalk about us. - John J. Geddes
I love it when the dark bottle of night spills out, and the Moon writes in chalk about us.
I pray this winter be gentle and kind - a season of rest from the wheel of the mind. - John J. Geddes
I pray this winter be gentle and kind - a season of rest from the wheel of the mind.
And not out of fear or loneliness, but only to find myself again... for we have come too far my Life, to turn back now. - John J. Geddes
And not out of fear or loneliness, but only to find myself again... for we have come too far my Life, to turn back now.
When we perfect 3-D copiers and they reproduce tissue, we'll have a million Marilyns walking around with no souls. - John J. Geddes
When we perfect 3-D copiers and they reproduce tissue, we'll have a million Marilyns walking around with no souls.
Summer softens lines that winter cruelly shows. - John J. Geddes
Summer softens lines that winter cruelly shows.
It must be hard when you are a beautiful woman and no one will look at your soul. - John J. Geddes
It must be hard when you are a beautiful woman and no one will look at your soul.
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