Each year during the month of October I realize that I miss something more than usual...Marco, my dog who blessed me for only 5 short years in my life passed away October 5 1995...yes, quite some time ago, but to this day I can still see him and hear him...He is one of my muses in this life. He has his place behind me in the studio. So for the next few days I am going to dedicate my blog to him and to the Muse.
The Muse we all have, want , need...Marco is and was one of my Muses and to him I owe my sanity at a time in my life that was not easy.
For Marco the Muse:
I still miss him.
He was my life
and kept me free.
I loved him.
The eyes of trust
have never been
stronger.
The laughter never greater.
He is inside me,
my soul and my heart.
His breathe will never
leave.
I have been touched
by him.
To touch him now
would set me free.
love and understanding.
Tuesday, October 21, 2008
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4 comments:
ahhh so much love.
for all our "marco's" who blessed us, thank you.
and thank you , justin, for reminding us.
big hugs
grace
Hey Marco! What a stud that dude was. Sitting in the back of the truck on long hauls or freaking out in his first-ever snowfall, he was one cool friend.
Oh, Justin
The "Marco the Muse" poem made me laugh and cry both tears of joy and sadness. I will never forget the day that you brought him home..actually, rescued him from East Los Angeles. You two were a match made in heaven...La Peesta La Wafer...woof.
Love,
Mom
So sweet. I know how exactly how you feel....
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