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The Muse
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The Muse |
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Poeminister Senior Member
since 2000-02-26
Posts 1862Regina SK; Canada |
The Muse With clinquant, magic gauze, the muse refines inner chaos-clouds, to enclothe a globe- Goddess of a poet's needing nature, And collector of a bless'd wardrobe. She turns meanders into stretching straits of lines that lave mind's eye, through and through: Beholding grace, disposed to many states, Brightly dight, and dripping starlit dew. O how the night becomes her subliming, With cadenced flow and force, immensly strong, Pushes forth the writer into rhyming, And sings forever in her silent song. Poeminister [This message has been edited by Poeminister (edited 07-07-2001).] |
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Cpat Hair
since 2001-06-05
Posts 11793 |
such interesting turn of word and image... a muse indeed must be pleased |
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Lone Wolf Member Ascendant
since 2000-03-16
Posts 5842Lansing, MI USA |
Great images, Poeminister. Liked this one a lot.  All writing comes |
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Poeminister Senior Member
since 2000-02-26
Posts 1862Regina SK; Canada |
Cpt Hair & Lone Wolf--Thank you both, for reading and enjoying this. |
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Mote Junior Member
since 2000-05-24
Posts 31 |
Nicely done. Enjoyed this. |
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Moon Dust
since 1999-06-11
Posts 2177Skelmersdale, UK |
I can imagine my own muse in this, good write. Don't ever give in, if you do you've lost everything you've ever had and everything you hope to gain, but if you carry on your already winning. |
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Tiersdin Member Elite
since 2000-11-17
Posts 2364east coast |
"I think that I should love to be the muse who hath so taken thee..." Enjoyed this very much! *smiles* ~Tier |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
An enchanting weave, this...I only hear my muse...but I picture yours coming in much clearer...and much more beautiful... well done... |
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Sven
since 1999-11-23
Posts 14937East Lansing, MI USA |
this is a song that's not heard. . . but felt. . . wonderful my friend. . . --------------------------------------------------------- To the world, you may only be one person. But to one person, you may be the world. |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
O how the night becomes her subliming, With cadenced flow and force, immensly strong, Pushes forth the writer into rhyming, And sings forever in her silent song. ============================== this is OUTSTANDING!!! what a very very cool inspire and intend The rhyme,(and inner rhyme) the imagery,the vocabulary, the poetic phrasing.. the whole premise of the poem... excellent write PM I wish I wrote this... take care jm We're all feeding our lonely like it might go away, Like the doors of heaven will swing wide open if we just find the right words to say. ~E. McCain [This message has been edited by Janet Marie (edited 07-06-2001).] |
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SEA 
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Member Seraphic
since 2000-01-18
Posts 22676with you |
PM ~ this is absolutely wonderful....I mean, I love your poetry, but this is really beautiful and I'm keeping it! |
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Interloper
since 2000-11-06
Posts 8369Deep in the heart |
You speak much more clearly of your muse than do I ... and I love it! |
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