“I see you from afar—fragile and shy as a star gleaming through a cloudy rift” — john j geddes Astronomy Copy Share Image
“I write small poems— the kind that fit on a postcard… and still can break your heart” — john j geddes Break your heart Copy Share Image
“suffering breaks us until there’s nothing left but gentleness” — john j geddes Enlightenment Copy Share Image
“our hearts break, and take us out of relationships that are too painful for us” — john j geddes Heartbreak Copy Share Image
“Your window square a yellow kite, and the Moon a white balloon” — john j geddes Innocence Copy Share Image
“fingers of wind combed the lake into ridges—icy palm prints glistened wherever it rested” — john j geddes Lake Copy Share Image
“I knew I loved you when I kept trying to run away and find reasons why it wouldn’t work” — john j geddes Commitment Copy Share Image
“I see you kneeling in church—stained only by colored windows” — john j geddes Guilt Copy Share Image
“There must always be a secret to be unwrapped at Christmas—that’s the rule” — john j geddes Christmas Copy Share Image
“all day long, one storm then another—and I take your hands like gentle flowers that blossom into awareness” — john j geddes Awareness Copy Share Image
“you know the way of the wind in the night—the desolate alleys my soul takes” — john j geddes Desolation Copy Share Image
“In the end, we all inherit a stone, after life’s waves have rolled over us—and hopefully, she’ll write upon it” — John j Geddes Enduring Copy Share Image
“you and I are black and white—a film noir, filled with gestures, poignant and tender” — john j geddes Black and white Copy Share Image
“I play a piano of words—its icy tinkle echoes through your halls” — john j geddes Echoes Copy Share Image
“You are my winter suddenness—a glass of red wine spilt across a white tablecloth” — john j geddes Attraction Copy Share Image
“This will be a winter so desolate, only memory can fill the emptiness” — john j geddes Despair Copy Share Image
“my soul has shadows – nooks and crannies where griefs, like cobwebs, collect” — john j geddes Death Copy Share Image
“burnt by the sun of your mouth, I’m unable to speak or paint you with words” — john j geddes Desire Copy Share Image
