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  "description": "For The Muse",
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  "publishedAt": "2025-10-06T23:10:20.000Z",
  "site": "https://www.wonderfell.org",
  "tags": [
    "Simple",
    "The Sky Goes Wonderful",
    "Makes Sense",
    "Hasta",
    "The Reason",
    "Cada Vez",
    "Diode Hung",
    "Your Metaphorical Heart",
    "Forever Moon Skies",
    "Saudade",
    "A Certain Sad",
    "This Bay Window",
    "For Pablo, Para Ti",
    "My Most Powerful Peace",
    "She Still"
  ],
  "textContent": "### Simple\n\nI'm not for pre-fixes,\nI'm for love.\n\nNot for politics' weight,\nOn the wings of the dove.\n\nWhen push comes to push,\nAnd shove comes to shove,\n\nMy life is not for spectacle;\nMy life is for love.\n\n* * *\n\n### The Sky Goes Wonderful\n\nOnce in a blue moon the sky goes wonderful.\nAnd all I think about is the moon.\nAnd you... marvelous you.\n\nAnd chocolate...\nAnd apple pie...\n\nAnd I wonder...\n\nChocolate...\n\nAnd apple...\n\nAnd pie...\n\nThe apple pie.\nThe chocolate.\n\nThe Marvel Us.\n\nJust you.\nJust me.\n\nAnd chocolate...\nAnd apple...\n\nAnd pie...\n\nAnd\nJust\nUs.\n\n* * *\n\n### Makes Sense\n\nThe world is\n(n)either right\n(n)either wrong\nAnymore.\n\nThere’s no more\nWar anymore.\nWell, maybe\nThat one.\n\nThe world is\nNot too long,\nOr too short\nAnymore.\n\nNot too much of\nMuch too much\nAnything much\nAnymore.\n\n_But this one thing is true_ :\n\nThat when I see you,\nAnd you’re there,\n\nAnd the stars,\nAnd all that\n\nRomantic shit\nIs in the atmosphere,\n\nThen the world is clear.\nLife means something.\n\nWhen you’re there,\nAnd there’s that\n\nRomantic shit\nin the air,\n\nThe card aisle makes sense.\n\n* * *\n\n### Hasta\n\nUn dia,\nUn dia mas\n\nno sera,\nno sera\n\nnecessario\n\nser un dia\nser un dia mas\n\nnecessario\na solas.\n\n* * *\n\n### The Reason\n\nWhy do you look\nLike everything I ever wanted?\n\nWhy do you look at me\nLike the only thing I ever asked for?\n\nThe only reason\nFor the fight back was to see the way\n\nYou\nLook at me.\n\n* * *\n\n### Cada Vez\n\n_Letras que necesitan un cantante;\nPalabras que quieren una canción._\n\nPorque me preguntaste si podía;\nPorque pensé que deberías saberlo.\n\nCada vez,\nCada vez,\nTe veo.\n\n¡Hay baile otra vez\nEn mi corazón!\n\nCada vez,\nCada vez,\nTe veo.\n\n¡Hay fuego otra vez\nEn mi corazón!\n\nCada vez,\nTe veo,\nTe deseo\nmás que\nel ultima vez.\n\nCada vez,\nCada vez,\nTe veo.\n\n* * *\n\n### Diode Hung\n\nBlues don’t fill shoes because\nBlues ain't got nowhere\nShoes\n\nShould you choose to choose to choose\nThis blues man, run as fast as he can\nMan.\n\nShould you be with me in that tree\nWhen the lights go down on\nTown,\n\nAnd we see what things are under\nEvery star in new shoes under\nMoonlight.\n\nRight wherever you are tonight\nThis mind's on fire for your\nDesire.\n\nI’d run twice around the world,\nBut here you are in\nPixels.\n\nAnd though I can’t kiss you, I can\nKeep you in these comfortable\nsoles.\n\nEach sole of these\nShoeless paid\nMy dues-yes-\nSoles.\n\nSweet entreat you,\nAnd me complete should meet\nBy pixel light binary delight the one to the zero,\nI’m your hero, you’re my zero making my one sprung.\n\nThis Diode hung\nhanging I\ns\nfull\no\nf wonder\nfull hung diode\n\nspring\nsprung\nthis one\nand I’m\nhung like\na diode\nwith this\node to\nyou. Are\nyou twice\nacross the\nworld or\nhere binary\nbeautiful\nlove at first\nbyte you\nhere or twice\nway half round\nthe whole world.\nOne plus Zero never\nequaled two me and you\nand the light too, are one.\n\n* * *\n\n### Your Metaphorical Heart\n\nThis one is brilliant.\nDancing genuine dances.\nEyes blush, roll beautiful.\nNervous with her wonderful.\n\nStrong how she survives a solar storm of too little,\nToo many bits of light, the normal world calls magnificent.\n\nThe world has never been enough for you in being too much.\nToo much what others do looks nothing\nLike you in quiet moments; that you\nYou call genuine You.\n\nBut how to say it through wanting words\nSo an empty magnificent world would ever understand?\n\nIf only you had someone to tell you what causes\nYou so much loneliness is so much connection to so much else.\n\nThe so much else so many won’t ever see a connection to.\n\nHow can you be content in a world unable to recognize\nHow much love you hold in your metaphorical heart?\n\nYou remake The World.\n\n* * *\n\n### Forever Moon Skies\n\nI'd stare at the moon\nAll day.\nAll night.\n\nOnce with Love\nOnce with the memory\nOf Love.\n\nWithout thought I'd feast\nOn moonlight and the memory\nOf moonlight.\n\nThe Spirit\nOf the Moon\nAnd I\n\nOn the hillside in neglect\nOf what others want\nOf me.\n\nWhat each night sky knows\nEach sunrise lacks.\n\nThat Star.\n\nThat bully star!\nAlways\n\nOn the way,\n(in the way)\nOf\nA perfect night sky.\n\nIs there a galaxy anywhere\nUntouched by starlight\n\nWhere poets sit on hillsides\nIn communion with forever moon skies\n\nUnencumbered by the gravity\nOf a ravenous star?\n\n* * *\n\n### Saudade\n\n_Being too empty, being too full of love, for something too far away._\n\nRain.\nHeavy sometime during the night. The puddles are ponds.\nThe energy is low and warm like snow is pregnant.\nSnow is bound waiting for tomorrow. Rain is right now.\nPay attention: The rain demands attention right now.\n\nI would like to have a day of sun be treated like a day of rain.\nLandscapers and Laborers will see a day of rain and take the day off.\nDreamers and Lovers should see a day of sun and take the day off.\nNot much dreaming or right kind of loving can be done on a sun-filled day.\n\nWe forget the beach on a rainy day;\nBut the beach loves a rainy day.\n\nSomeone to share a day of rain with.\nSomeone who is not: ‘not going out today.’\nSomeone regarding the rain shush the shock\nAnd shake swagger of the sunshine days.\n\n_Someday a man has to face the prayer in his heart._\n\n_(Sao-\n-Dhaj\n-Eh’)_\n\nThunder\nNever a sunny day\nAlways never sunshine,\nEven on a sunny day\n\nA Sunshine- My dream.\n\n_(Sao-dhaj-eh’)_\n\nMy sunshine.\nEven on a sunshine day.\n\nWhere is my rain\nMy sunshine\nRain rainy\nday\n\nToday when the world is at bay\n\nI can say what I say in a way\n\nIn this\n\nway\n\nI can\nplay\n\nall day\n\nand say\n\nwhat I say\n\nin this way\n\nin the\n\nrain, in the\n\nrain, in this rain\n\nall day\n\nwe can\n\nplay we\n\ncan say\n\nNothing.\n\nMy Sunshine,\nMy Saudade,_(Sao-dhaj-eh’)_\nMy Rain\n\nWe would do\nDo nothing at all\n\nWe would do\nDo alone together\n\nWe would do\nDo Sunshine.\n\nDo Rain.\n\nIf ever I do find you,\n\nMy Sunshine\nMy Saudade\nMy Rain.\n\n* * *\n\n### A Certain Sad\n\nSad today.\nThat welcomed warm sad.\nThe sad you want to stay.\n\nThat certain sad missing piece.\nYou’ll never know peace,\nWithout this missing piece.\n\nSad day right day to be with\nThat thing. That: -thing-thing-.\nThe only beautiful: -thing-thing-.\n\nRain day, sane day, window-pane day.\nI’ve been casting not casting -Love.\nLove Itself: That: -Thing-Thing\n\nThis welcomed sweet May rain.\nThis wonderful day to share with\n-no one- or -only one-\n\nSo much grief in Beauty\nThat lost quiet sweet\n-sad- sweet quiet loss.\n\nHope we meet for Ancient\nLove before we die.\nLong sad old soul Love.\n\nPerhaps later, plan our days.\nTalk of past dreams, today dreams,\nFuture dreams: Even that dream.\n\nSad today.\nThat welcomed warm sad.\nThe sad you want to stay.\n\n* * *\n\n### This Bay Window\n\nIt is definite just before death, I will rest my hand,\nOn this necessary neglected bay window.\n\nBut will I be absolved to keep the memories of:\n\nWhen I held your soft creased palms, honest and adored in mine,\nWhen your so close fingers, soft swept open my hard sullen knuckles,\nWhen our acquitted embrace meant I made it, meant you made it,\n\n_Meant we made it?_\n\nWill I release reassured the persistent insistent long call of your touch,\nKnew everything about this -right now- kind of unkind living,\n\nAnd all the sins a soul will save to save itself?\n\n* * *\n\n### For Pablo, Para Ti\n\n**_“Soneto XVII_**\n\n _o te amo como si fueras rosa de sal, topacio\no flecha de claveles que propagan el fuego:\nte amo como se aman ciertas cosas oscuras,\nsecretamente, entre la sombra y el alma._\n\n_Te amo como la planta que no florece y lleva\ndentro de sí, escondida, la luz de aquellas flores,\ny gracias a tu amor vive oscuro en mi cuerpo\nel apretado aroma que ascendió de la tierra._\n\n_Te amo sin saber cómo, ni cuándo, ni de dónde,\nte amo directamente sin problemas ni orgullo:\nasí te amo porque no sé amar de otra manera,_\n\n_sino así de este modo en que no soy ni eres,\ntan cerca que tu mano sobre mi pecho es mía,\ntan cerca que se cierran tus ojos con mi sueño.”_\n\n _-Pablo Neruda_\n\n**For Pablo, Para Ti**\n\nI don’t love you like salt rose, topaz\nOr a detonation of carnations that set fire wild-\nLike assured obscured impressions love.\nI love you -in secret- between shadow and soul.\n\nI love you like a plant that does not bloom,\nBut carries hidden within, the light of its flowers,\nAnd thanks to your love, the secret scent\nOf the Earth’s kept-safe love, lives in me.\n\nI love you without knowing how, or when, or where.\nI love you direct- without problems or pride:\nI don't know any other way to love.\n\nTheir way says I am not you, nor you me,\nBut your hand on my chest is my breath,\nYour eyes close to be my dream.\n\n* * *\n\n### My Most Powerful Peace\n\nI’m crazy for a certain Muse.\n\nThis real body corporeal.\nSacrosanct, corporeal.\n\nMy sense jumped\nAt the sound of fireworks.\n\nA grand finale\nHere you are again.\n\nA gain for one spirit\nDancer heart entrancer.\n\nSo much power.\nMy flower.\n\nYour skin petal soft Cotton\nCovered stomach peach fuzz fire.\n\nUnder breast and nip\nAnd neck ear lip and lip\n\nAnd tongue in\nThen in more.\n\nOnly word in the world:\n_More._\n\nWe never end.\nWe never leave but believe.\n\nThis body is a king's castle.\nYou are my queen.\n\nMy most beloved,\nMost powerful peace.\n\n* * *\n\n### She Still\n\nShe still holds the night under the waves a lake can make.\nShe still keeps safe the dream of the moon.\n\nA flower, a tree, or you and me, can’t be without the dark.\nToo much of anything will kill you.\n\nSomeone tell the sun.\nThe moon shines back the light for you and me and love.",
  "title": "New-New Hampshire: Muse",
  "updatedAt": "2026-04-21T14:49:27.851Z"
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