“...have I told you? - your eyes are a dark poem of dancing snow at midnight ...” — John Geddes Copy Share Image
“... yes I speak a different language - the dark fire of poetry - it flutters and gutters in tune with the mood ...” — John Geddes Copy Share Image
“...winter crescent resting in the high pine bough - you fly through the woods like a lone snow bird...” — John Geddes Copy Share Image
“...in my dream the shadings of your soul are the dark tincture of rain...” — John Geddes Copy Share Image
“...words are so strong and I am so timid - my soul ignores warnings and I end up covered with your paint ...” — John Geddes Copy Share Image
“...I wish I could tell the tale of your beauty as my rough hands caress your face...” — John Geddes Copy Share Image
“...we went to watch the waves that bitter day and the wind took your red cap and mittens - blew them into… — John Geddes Copy Share Image
...you disappoint me -I am the worst liar in the world - I can't hide my pain or my need so I… — john geddes Copy Share Image
“...those others - they're looking for trends - subjects to catch a spark - but I have you - a coal from… — John Geddes Copy Share Image
“...yes, I wrote that for you, who can't sort out lie from lay no matter how often I explain it - crayons… — John Geddes Copy Share Image
“...some say Twitter seems trite and lacks weightiness - but in actuality, it lends itself to poetry - it can be very… — John Geddes Copy Share Image
“Deb and I were married on a snowy night - wind cross-wove a veil of snow for her then threw confetti at… — John Geddes Copy Share Image
“...I'm innocent still -inside me are stained glass windows that have never been broken- and when I see your light it stains… — John Geddes Copy Share Image
“...at seventeen I tried to write poetry confining myself solely to Anglo-Saxon words - don't know if it helped, but it made… — John Geddes Copy Share Image
“...all my life I prayed to a star – Later discovered it was Venus – I was praying to Aphrodite and wondering… — John Geddes Copy Share Image
“...what else would a poet priest do on an endless night, but write of love?...” — John Geddes Copy Share Image
“...when you're hard and unyielding your words score me with lines - I hate lines - I want curves - curves are… — John Geddes Copy Share Image
“...does it seem strange in the loneliness of the present time, that I run to you?...” — John Geddes Copy Share Image
“...some of the best love poems have been written by monks and nuns...” — John Geddes Copy Share Image
“... this longing inside me that never goes away, must be a poem...must be you ...” — John Geddes Copy Share Image
“...your memory is a warm stone hidden in my hand I'm always turning over...” — John Geddes Copy Share Image
“…my sacred landscape is the foothills of the stars - I go there often to sleep ...” — John Geddes Copy Share Image
“...you called me poet-priest - I am. ...devoted to my art, faithful to you...or, is the other way around?...” — John Geddes Copy Share Image
“...at dawn, the grains of sleep turn to floating black spots, then out of focus the world tilts, and the cat scratches… — John Geddes Copy Share Image
“...the feelings that pass between us are deeper than fleshly touches...” — John Geddes Copy Share Image
“...a passing face together with his grief turned you into a weeping Madonna...” — John Geddes Copy Share Image
“... only darkened trails of rain could paint your face upon a pane...” — John Geddes Copy Share Image
“...perhaps in actions I'm less of a man - but, oh the words - such lovely words...” — John Geddes Copy Share Image
“...these vignettes I sketch for you - what are they? watercolors ..yes and dreams blurred with tears ...” — John Geddes Copy Share Image
“...who would have known the dark eyes staring into mine would become our children's eyes...?” — John Geddes Copy Share Image
“...I'm constantly agitated, restless - I work moments like worry beads until I see your face...” — John Geddes Copy Share Image
“...loving a fairy lady with a magic song will leave you desolate on a cold hillside ... but from there you can… — John Geddes Copy Share Image
“...you are a river rock and belong in a stream - not here in this upper room sinking in my bed...” — John Geddes Copy Share Image
“...before you, life was desolate - the past hardly worth remembering - and now, each moment a keepsake I can't throw away ...” — John Geddes Copy Share Image
“...take off your sweater in the darkness and static flares as a tiny lightning storm - I am the same at the… — John Geddes Copy Share Image
“... paint in blue and black...sometimes gray - the colors of night - occasionally I surprise you with a mustard yellow, but… — John Geddes Copy Share Image
“you cross the field in the snow leaving tracks in perfect whiteness ...disturbing my placid universe...marking the landscape within me ...” — John Geddes Copy Share Image
“...you want the sweetness of our beginning without the bitterness of our struggle - what are you asking - do you want… — John Geddes Copy Share Image
“...those others - they're looking for trends - subjects to catch a spark - but I have you - a coal from God's altar… — John Geddes Copy Share Image
“...careful the morning lest it wake from slumber the city half-encumbered by the morning mist ...” — John Geddes Copy Share Image
“... my early writing was a silent fury - at what or whom, I had no idea - but I shut it in until… — John Geddes Copy Share Image
“...little children adore me - I'm a Troll Tamer and they know it!...” — John Geddes Copy Share Image
“...all this time I've been worshiping you - when other men wanted to kiss you, I've been offering the praise of my lips...” — John Geddes Copy Share Image
“... the scarlet thread,the red clay from which we were made, runs in tiny streams through all our veins, reminding us of where we… — John Geddes Copy Share Image
“...you are not what you seem - you're a Sylph - you leave and the air retains your image - you haunt me...” — John Geddes Copy Share Image
“...God daubs stars into galaxies with fiery paint - the same lacquer he uses upon your lips...” — John Geddes Copy Share Image
“...language always occurs in a context - you can speak Elizabethan words, but to speak the language you have to put on the mindset...” — John Geddes Copy Share Image
“...the feelings that pass between us are deeper than fleshly touches...” — John Geddes Copy Share Image
“...open the access to your heart and write down what your voice is whispering...” — John Geddes Copy Share Image
