The God of Love

01 - 27 - 2015


Kamadeva, the Hindu God of Love, and his partner Rati, the Hindu Goddess of Love and Carnal Desire, riding a parrot.  


01 - 20 - 2015

“So why am I writing this to you? I need you to do me a favor. I need you to tell me that I am nothing more than a friend to you. Tell me you’re not attracted to me. Tell me you don’t think of me. Tell me that you do not feel connected to me at all. Tell me you want me to go away. Tell me I suck. Tell me that I was a good way of not thinking about your ex-boyfriend, and once that wasn’t necessary, I wasn’t necessary. Tell me you think I’m a punk. Make your lack of romantic feelings so completely and brutally clear that I can’t possibly see things any other way. Or, if you can’t say that, if you realize that when we are together the world quiets down and shows us that we should give it a chance, tell me. Let me know exactly what you are thinking. Please, be brutally honest.”


Photo:  "Sad Man Alone in Love,", photographer unknown.

Love from Frida

01 - 13 - 2015

A Love Letter from Artist Frida Kahlo to Diego Rivera

Truth is, so great, that I wouldn't like to speak, or sleep, or listen, or love.  To feel myself trapped, with no fear of blood, outside time and magic, within the very beating of your heart.  All this madness if I asked it of you, I know, in your silence, there would be only confusion.  I ask you for violence, in the nonsense, and you, you give me grace, your light and your warmth.  I'd like to paint you, but there are no colors, because there are so many, in my confusion, the tangible form of my great love.




Photo credit:  Unknown

Before Vietnam

01 - 06 - 2015

From a soldier to his girlfriend before being deployed to Vietnam.


27 August 1968

Dear Maggie,

Just a quick note before I leave for the field for my last training stateside.  Enclosed you will find various assorted nicnaks accumulated since I've been here.  All of which are little momentos of me to you.

I do very much like the St. Christopher charm.  It is surprising how many people have them out here.  I just hope yours has some special effect on me.

By the way, the 2 snaps of the charming couple enclosed is a typical "in love" couple.  Some guys get pretty lonesome for womanflesh.  

I'm glad my letter was explanatory.  I tried to make it that way.

You can write if you wish.  I must finish packing so until later.


So very much love,


I Wasn't Lookin'

12 - 16 - 2014


By Jeffrey V. Kelly

Verse 1

I wasn’t lookin’ through the park that way

I wasn’t seein’ but the sunny day

How do ya’ find a love when you’re not lookin’?

She was cookin’ and the ground was hot

She was lookin’ for what the summer’s got

How do ya’ find a love when you’re not lookin’?



But it found her that day, a funny way and it found me too

Hey, hey, we weren't lookin'


Verse 2

She wasn’t lookin’ through the streets that night

She wasn’t seein’ but the town so bright

How does a love find you when you’re not lookin’?

She was coolin’ but the place was hot

Was just on my way to the parking lot

How does the love find you when you’re not lookin’?



But it found me that night, it was a shinin’ bright

And it found her too, that's right, we weren't lookin'


Instrumental Break


We weren't lookin'


Verse 3

I said we’re anyone’s guess

She said, “Let’s take off!”

And I said, “Yes!”

I guess the love finds you when you’re not lookin’



But it found her that way, it was a funny day

And it found me too, hey, hey

We weren't lookin' and we found love

We weren't lookin' and we found love


Written 1991

Artist Credit:  "Nighthawks" by Edward Hopper

The Sun

12 - 08 - 2014

From Isadora Duncan


"Darling - Whenever my spirits get low comes a letter from you like a ray of Life.  Without you it would be like the Earth without the Sun - and I confess that when I am not with you it is sometimes like a partial eclipse - but never a total eclipse for you have a way of sending your rays even from afar... pouring into my heart floods of joy and light.

I can see outside - the Sun is shining - you and sunshine, what a beautiful world.  Now I must arise and dance in the Sun.  Love - it's written across the sky."


Photo credit:  Tann Chesney

I Love You, Bubbles

12 - 02 - 2014

From an 8-year-old little girl to her pet budgie.

Dear Bubbles,

     You are a lovable cheerful bird that makes my life much happier.  Although you are sometimes naughty, you are the pet that makes me think about wildlife and nature.  In case you are wondering, you are a pretty bird AND a baby bird.  I love you and enjoy the twist you add to my crazy life.  You help me enjoy my time more and keep me happy.

Love from your Flock,



Photo credit:  Amos T. Fairchild

A Valentine Life

11 - 24 - 2014

From President Ronald Reagan to Nancy Reagan, Valentine's Day, 1960


February 14, 1960

Darling Mommie Poo,

     Feb. 14 may be the date they observe and call Valentine's day but that is for people of only ordinary luck.

     I happen to have a "Valentine's Life" which started on March 4, 1952 and will continue as long as I have you.

     Therefore realizing the importance of this to me, will you be my Valentine from now on and for ever and ever?  You see my choice is limited, a Valentine Life or no life because I love you very much.




Photo credit:  Ronald Reagan and Nancy Davis Reagan with sons Michael and Ron Reagan, Jr., 1960. Photo from the Reagan Library.


11 - 17 - 2014

I found a glimpse of you in an old poem.
Like secrets hidden in the long shadows of evening light. 
Never spoken, 
but gently tucked inside a weathered book.
The table of contents removed, 
the index tattered and torn.
Unanswered questions hide among the verses.
Each remembrance carefully dispersed just so.
Memories on my side, too dear to be forgotten.
Tears fall deep in my bones.
Passion on your side, long since gone missing.
Blood in veins, heart pumping, 
nothing has been lost at all.
Each page I carefully flatten. 
I smooth each crease, 
I unfold each marked page, 
I erase other’s penciled notes.
For this poem belongs to Me and You.
Even the cared for pages you carelessly removed. 
The final emptying of me from your mind, your heart,
appears surprisingly effortless.
You remember next to none.
I remember all.
I am only a girl with a riddle for a heart.
And You, My Muse.
Photograph:  Isadora Duncan and husband Sergei Esenin by Everett

A Sister's Love

11 - 10 - 2014

Letter from October 14, 1918

My dearest, darling sister,

     I do not know how to express my sympathy and feeling for you dear.  The telegram was so sudden, we did not know that you were sick until to-day.  Your letter came this morning and we all feel dreadfully sorry for you.

     Darling, I do hope you are better.  Spanish Influenza is terrible.  I had it and know all the suffering.

     Dear Wilfred, we all loved him so much darling but, God knows best.  He was too good for this world and he has gone to a much better one.  Please, my sweet beautiful sister get well as quickly as you can for our little angel Marion's sake.  I am so, so glad that she is not ill and am praying that you are improving every minute.

     I would give the world if I were only there to take care of you and you know I am a marvel with the babies.  How is Mrs. and Mr. Garcia?  Trust that they are not ill too.  I'm so glad that your Aunt and cousin are with you dear.  Is Myrtle the one who wrote the letter?  

     Muriel has been very ill with influenza is better now.  We are all well in body dear but sick at heart for our darling's misfortune.

     It certainly is a terrible blow to you dear but you have a beautiful, well-trained mind dear and with God's aid can survive it.  

Trusting that this letter will find you improving, I remain your ever-loving sister,


On Your Return

11 - 03 - 2014

The folds and turns of you
Your inner canyons
And the openings to light
The welcome inhalation
That still carries your perfume
Gems earthed within you
Waiting for discovery
And blackberries

The Wind

10 - 28 - 2014

(An excerpt from a love letter)

I miss you all the time.
But I also feel like you are here because I carry you with me.
It is comforting.
It gives me courage.

I would be such a different person if you were never in my life.  A version that would pale in comparison.
You have helped me believe that I can create beautiful things and that I have beauty to share with the world.
You have always cheered for me.  
Even in silence.
And I have always felt it.

Thank you for being a constant in my life.
Thank you for reminding me I am the wind.
Thank you for believing I can do the things I am too afraid to try.

I hope you know and feel how loved you are.
I am forever in love with you and what you are capable of.
The world is more beautiful simply because you are here.

Thank you for loving me the way no one else ever has.
Thank you for loving me like a child.


Artist Credit:  "Starry Night Over the Rhone", Vincent Van Gogh, 1888. 

The Love of a Grandparent

09 - 12 - 2014

Dear Elizabeth,
     Being a Sagittarian with a lot of talk, all of my limited knowledge and wisdom has been expounded, but I would like to have you know how much I love our family.  Four grandchildren, two sons, two daughters-in-law and a wife, all of whom have brought nothing but pride and happiness.
     You, dear Elizabeth, being the first grandchild and the first girl for a couple of generations, are very special to me.  Your company brings me much happiness and your letters are a ray of sunshine in my life.  You should also know what a great grandmother you have.  Her knowledge, wisdom and patience have been a great asset in all our lives.  I know it has in mine.
     I want you to have a long, healthy, peaceful, and happy life.
All my love,
Painting:  "Man Seated by a Radiator", Norman Rockwell, 1935.