tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4689562912749353753.post4364455650166309811..comments2023-10-20T07:31:01.231-07:00Comments on musings of a melancholic: thereby recoveringcandacemorrishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13893739347394561554noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4689562912749353753.post-33756837139572361642008-09-24T09:33:00.000-07:002008-09-24T09:33:00.000-07:00my favorite excerpt from same gchat:"may i peruse ...my favorite excerpt from same gchat:<BR/><BR/><BR/>"may i peruse your bookshelves...?"<BR/><BR/>also, my horsey snort.<BR/>good morning!shehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03686951473565518913noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4689562912749353753.post-15066337306346251692008-09-23T18:24:00.000-07:002008-09-23T18:24:00.000-07:00Dear, dear. Do you not know that every word you ty...Dear, dear. Do you not know that every word you type into this blog is utter poetry in and of itself?<BR/><BR/>But i feel your clinging to the reminder of yesterday's freely flowing emotion and wondering why today your soul is so different? Just a mere glimpse of what seemed so fluid and tangible with the ink still looking a little wet.<BR/><BR/>Often I have these glimpses of a painting. It's usually when I am waking up in the morning. In my sleepy state, I half dream these elaborate beautiful images - tracing their complexity and discovering their quirks. But, by the time I fully wake and pull out my pencil and pad, they are gone. And anything I try to scribble down is like a child trying to replicate a Van Gough.<BR/><BR/>Oh, to have immediate access to emotion on demand...Devonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10613322099900619636noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4689562912749353753.post-41211383353600738822008-09-23T12:58:00.000-07:002008-09-23T12:58:00.000-07:00favorite part of subsequent gtalk discussion from ...favorite part of subsequent gtalk discussion from your comment, mz she.<BR/>"am struggling to keep sobs down.<BR/>how funny i must look at my desk<BR/>eating meaty chili, tissue brown with makeup."<BR/><BR/>i cannot explain how you have stabbed and soothed me today.candacemorrishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13893739347394561554noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4689562912749353753.post-92187959964847071682008-09-23T12:49:00.000-07:002008-09-23T12:49:00.000-07:00do you understand, dear friend? comprends-tu? comp...do you understand, dear friend? <I>comprends-tu? comprends-tu, chere, chere amie</I>??<BR/><BR/>this is poetry sweeter yet than what you wrang from your soul yesterday. this grappling for the intangible, wrestling with demons seen and unseen for the beauty and ease of letters on paper, is poetry without words.<BR/><BR/>this entry, more than any other, brings tears to my eyes for its gritty, desperate, raw desire for ... for what? for everything we need but cannot always say.<BR/><BR/>i feel the yearning in your soul, and the branches in my lungs, my very ALVEOLI, stretch toward the sun that is hidden in the grey and sometimes unyielding sky. y'know how you can get sun on your skin even on a cloudy day? because the rays are reaching you even though it looks overcast?<BR/><BR/>may this be the nature of your inner environment today. it feels like shit, but when you wake up, you realize there is new color pooling in your collarbone.<BR/><BR/>i don't know what else i can say. much more, but it wouldn't really get at what i'm trying to convey. so i'll blow the love from my palm like so many seeds and trust that they take root in your soul.<BR/><BR/>love,<BR/>she.shehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03686951473565518913noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4689562912749353753.post-13822164520852127992008-09-23T12:29:00.000-07:002008-09-23T12:29:00.000-07:00thanks for the confessions, but i admit, i feel it...thanks for the confessions, but i admit, i feel it when you read - your warm soft eyes helping me to take it easy on myself.<BR/><BR/>i love you sister, cousin, friend.candacemorrishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13893739347394561554noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4689562912749353753.post-89870452052498785522008-09-23T12:14:00.000-07:002008-09-23T12:14:00.000-07:00i love you candy cane. did you know that i blog s...i love you candy cane. did you know that i blog stalk you? i can't start my day until i've done so.Erin Morrishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02361067447464827442noreply@blogger.com