Illusions because you see, they really are terrible. Also, I like the word illusion. ILLUSION! "The object of art is to stir the most divine and remote chords which make music in our soul. Man is hungry for beauty. There is a void. We spend our days looking for the secret of life. Well, the secret of life is in art." -Oscar Wilde "A poet is someone who is astonished by everything." -Anon.   Archives << current   More quotes: "Draw a crazy picture, Write a nutty poem, Sing a mumble-gumble song, Whistle through your comb. Do a loony-goony dance 'Cross the kitchen floor, Put something silly in the world That ain't been there before." -Shel Silverstein "The woods are lovely, dark and deep. But I have promises to keep, And miles to go before I sleep And miles to go before I sleep." -Robert Frost, Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening "'Beauty is truth, truth beauty,' -- that is all Ye know on Earth, and all ye need to know." -John Keats, Ode On A Grecian Urn "Take this kiss upon the brow! And, in parting from you now, Thus much let me avow-- You are not wrong who deem That my days have been a dream; Yet if hope has flown away In a night, or in a day, In a vision, or in none, Is it therefore the less gone? All that we see or seem Is but a dream within a dream." -Edgar Allan Poe, A Dream Within A Dream "You see things as they are and ask, 'Why?' I dream things as they never were and ask, 'Why not?'" -George Bernard Shaw "If I can stop one heart from breaking, I shall not live in vain." -Emily Dickinson "You shall know the truth, and the truth shall make you mad." -Aldous Huxley "Some authors should be paid by the quantity NOT written." -Anon. MORE AT SOME POINT...MAYBE :-)!

Illusions of Poetry   Wednesday, November 13, 2002   That poem I wrote? 45/50. And you know what it said at the top? "Do we really need to rhyme?" I'm sorry, I must be confused. I thought I wrote it. Silly me. Grr. Anyway, here's something I wrote way back in September and momentarily forgot about: 9-9-02 If I could paint I'd paint your picture, If I could draw I'd draw your face, If I could dance, I'd dance your beautiful soul out, If I could, then others would see your true grace, If I sang better, I'd sing of your sweet sincerety, If I played piano, the notes would pound out my love, If I understood math, I'd try to equate my feelings, If I controlled the weather, then it would rain hope from above, Alas all I have is my trusty pen, Plus an ounce of two of something great, I convey as best I can, And I leave the rest to fate. 5:43 PM.