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Dear Zazie,  Here is today’s Lovers’ Chronicle from Mac Tag.  Follow us on twitter @cowboycoleridge.  Do you go down to the river?  Rhett

Dear Muse,

did i promise not
to go all abstract on you
“No need for that,
but not my favorite”
i could get there
with this one
“Let it flow”
i believe i was searchin’
for a feelin’, somethin’
rare, an inspiration
in movement and sound
pulled up, held close
in reverence
somethin’ i found in you

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cold starlit night
plains covered
in snow and ice
reflections on want

moments, brief
held and let go

what is it
muse
companion
to be well loved
and not scarred
and scared

solace, for now
in verse, in songs,
and sketches
of memories

just to get to you

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there is movement
of tension and also
movement which eyes
cannot catch
though it can be felt
drawin’ closer
to the artistry,
the form
to give expression
to irresistible urge
only in the habit
of consciousness
to see in images,
in compositions,
bits of self

i have not invented
anything
only the night
have i sensed
and in it
the new
which i call
you

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another one down by the river
you know how i like to go

full moon reflectin’ on ripplin’ water
walkin’ carefully over to a rock
raised skirt, sittin’ down
feet soakin’ in the cool water

“This feels so good. Won’t you join me?”
i proceed to remove boots and socks
“Do you really find women so puzzling?”

i believe i have just had bad luck
“What was it you wanted from women?”
well, more than the bright, brief moments,
much as i love ’em, i think i am lookin’
for a muse, a partner, a companion
i would like to know once in my life
what it is to be well loved, and to love well
“I see you’re quite the romantic cowboy.”
absolutely, but i am talkin’ about
somethin’ beyond romance, somethin’ deeper
where there is no he or she, or you or me
ain’t no yours nor mine, just two bein’ one

“Sounds nice. So you believe it can happen?”
i believe it does for the lucky few
it happened to my Uncle Ben and Aunt Nancy
“But not to most folks? The unlucky ones.”
no, that is why there are too many scarred
and scared people runnin’ around today
“And you? You don’t seem all scarred and scared.”
oh, I can get spooked, but do not tell anyone
“Really? When?”

pausin’ to gather words…
oh ever once in a while, when it is dark
early of a mornin’ or late at night,
when there ain’t no foolin’ myself about
what i have done and what i have not done
“What do you do? How do you cope?”
i seek solace in the skies; a sunrise,
the moon and stars, they bring comfort
and i read, i have read a lot of books
“So, have you given up on us women?”
pert near, i figure i got about as much
chance of findin’ love as becomin’ Pope
Laughin’, “You don’t seem like the Pope type.”

(smilin’), you have a great laugh, shall we go
standin’ there silent, reachin’ for your face
lightly tracin’ your hairline all the way
from your forehead down to your ear
holdin’ your head in my hands, drawin’ you
to me, kissin’ your forehead, whisperin’,
you are a rare woman
holdin’ on, you rest your head on my chest
you take off my hat, untie my kerchief,
open my shirt and unbutton your dress
our clothes fall around our feet
i lay on the meadow grass and shiver
and when i feel your body next to mine,
i shiver again and pull you close
you roll on top of me, archin’ your back
i cannot see your face but i can see
Orion in the night sky behind you
framin’ your head in a celestial crown
you kiss me,
hold your lips to my ear and sooth me
we move in rhythm, givin’ in
givin’ ourselves to the pleasure
we are makin’ without reservation
and i let myself go, finally
let down all the walls and barriers
i have spent a lifetime buildin’
and i hold on to you
as i have never held on to anyone
or anything in this life
and tears and all flow together,
down by the river

The Song of the Day is “The River” by Live.  (C) 2005 SONY BMG MUSIC ENTERTAINMENT

Today is the birthday of George Frederic Watts (Marylebone, West End London 23 February 1817 – 1 July 1904); painter and sculptor associated with the Symbolist movement. He said “I paint ideas, not things.”  Watts became famous in his lifetime for his allegorical works, such as Hope and Love and Life. These paintings were intended to form part of an epic symbolic cycle called the “House of Life”, in which the emotions and aspirations of life would all be represented in a universal symbolic language.

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Today is the birthday of Franz Ritter von Stuck (Tettenweis, Kingdom of Bavaria;  February 23, 1863 – August 30, 1928 Munich); painter, sculptor, printmaker, and architect. Stuck was best known for his paintings of ancient mythology, receiving substantial critical acclaim with The Sin in 1892. In 1906, Stuck was awarded the Order of Merit of the Bavarian Crown and was henceforth known as Ritter von Stuck.