Eyes that watch the world and can't forget.

title inspired by Don McLean's song Vincent, a song I've loved from the first moment that it permeated my senses.

"Vincent" is a song by Don McLean written as a tribute to Vincent van Gogh. It is also known by its opening line, "Starry Starry Night", a reference to van Gogh's painting The Starry Night. The song also describes different paintings done by the artist.

McLean wrote the lyrics in 1971 after reading a book about the life of the artist. The following year, the song became the number one hit in the U.K. and No. 12 in the U.S. ( twas no 1 in my opinion)
Source: Wikipedia

Only the millions of last moments

I wish I could of shared this magic moment and oh so many, many others

with you and others in our families...

"It's been a prevalent notion. Fallen sparks. Fragments of vessels broken at the Creation.

And someday, somehow, before the end, a gathering back to home.

A messenger from the Kingdom, arriving at the last moment. But I tell you there is no such message, no such home -- only the millions of last moments . . . nothing more. Our history is an aggregate of last moments."

— Thomas Pynchon (Gravity's Rainbow)

❤

I'm so very sorry your moments were wrought with pain.

you sought not to feel,

I wish you the peace you sought a lifetime,

My ♥ has missed you, & always will,

I'll always remember the good times,

You & me in my room, music, talking,

seeing the connections & revelations about you,

Teta,

The music we taped together for celebration

The artistic talent you had, the drawing I still have,

Always cherished

Christmas in the snow, climbing dirt hills

the smell of mortar and bricks,

Your banana handle bar bike :)

and the ribbons flying,

Jack as a puppy, grown & chasing us, I was such a chicken

Marrying too young and once too many,

Playing staying alive in your room..

Meeting you @ the Grecian yearning,

The Rathskeller,

You never were & shall never be far,

Mario to my Maria,

Maria to your Mario

You'll always be in my heart.

I wish you the peace, and the freedom you never had.

I love you, you deserved so much better,

& if only

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Circa 1962 ? December 7th

02/07/1960 - 07/27/2010

RIP ☦ MK

☔

Just..

Make it music & poetry for me

As is your very being, your soul and my heart.. broken.. thank you for the jewel.

I Am Not Yours
by Sara Teasdale

I am not yours, not lost in you,
Not lost, although I long to be
Lost as a candle lit at noon,
Lost as a snowflake in the sea.

You love me, and I find you still
A spirit beautiful and bright,
Yet I am I, who long to be
Lost as a light is lost in light.

Oh plunge me deep in love—put out
My senses, leave me deaf and blind,
Swept by the tempest of your love,
A taper in a rushing wind.