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Requiem for a Muse
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Requiem for a Muse |
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Michael
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Member Rara Avis
since 1999-08-13
Posts 7666California 
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Requiem for a Muse It's been a thoudnd years Since I've picked up a pen, Or tears were spent, or passions rent. I won't go there again. The elegy unspoken. My love, a dying art. Unbroken by the silence I Watch as life falls apart. Till shadow claims the room— Withers away resolve. Till gloom abounds and death resounds A dream I watched dissolve. The poisoning of soul. The garnishing of wit. In whole, as such, merely a crutch I willingly forfeit. A broken man forever, The emotion lies still. Never embraced, how then replaced? This much I never will Michael Anderson 6/01/2014 |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
Ah, Michael, I think not on the requiem for your muse. You may not pick up that pen to write of what the muse has heretofore guided you, but you are a man obsessed with the pen and the paper . . . er . . . keyboard. This particular muse may be on its way out, but there is another one standing by. ~*~ If they give you lined paper, write sideways. ~*~ |
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Michael
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Member Rara Avis
since 1999-08-13
Posts 7666California |
I sure hope you are right, Jer. Been going a lil zonkers here.  Michael |
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wordancer Senior Member
since 2000-07-30
Posts 809VA |
The muse is always there, even when she appears to be taking a rather long vacation. Think as the seemingly fallow fields are waiting, they and the muse will spring forth with new vibrant life. |
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Redstart Senior Member
since 2014-05-16
Posts 535 |
When the muse is awol, what better solution than to write of her absence. I think you've done very well without her, but I know: her absence is very restrictive of our direction. She'll be back. [This message has been edited by Redstart (06-03-2014 06:53 AM).] |
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Lori Grosser Rhoden Member Patricius
since 2009-10-10
Posts 10202Fair to middlin' of nowhere |
Dearest Michael Tell me of your zonkered mind and the absence that drives you. No one else on earth can voice a plaintive wail like you. Your voice is as distinctive as Frankie Valley's I think you both could pull off a version of the phone book and sound good LOL. I know you can do it. Lori |
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Paula Finn Member Ascendant
since 2000-06-17
Posts 5546missouri |
Oh how I know this feeling...words just out of reach even as the emotions tear at you to write write write |
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