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A Muse Me (Chat with my muse)
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A Muse Me (Chat with my muse) |
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Magnus
since 2001-10-10
Posts 14135South Carolina, USA 
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Often I sit, no plan in sight as flames softly flicker the wall. Wondering, pondering a write of what, mayhaps might I recall. As steel rails sing and dance the curve before the ball has come to close. Or rugged wheels that roll and swerve on dirt roads to wherever chose. Fail me not upon sheltered night when faeries dance the beam of moon As children play and sail in flight to lands afar on silver spoon. Ponder I may, wonder I will within the mind of poet’s glean. As crackles damp the fog and chill across a land now quiet, serene. I beg of you my chosen muse to feed the craw of waiting word. I shall not banish or refuse, is I who speak, who you have heard. As hearts will beat against the wall of chest in sigh of waiting love. On mountain high will echoes fall before the flight of whitest dove. Ahh Muse, I beg of thee a thought that I might use to feed the quill. What Muse, has thy word then wrought that I might hear the whip-o-will? If but a dream, a fantasy would come to eyes in sprinkled close. Would not this scheme, so sacredly be seen but once ‘pon snip thy rose? Alas my friend of lonely cast I fell fair short the target quest. I will retire, the hour is past, we gave our all, our ragged best. |
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QjQ Member Elite
since 2003-04-18
Posts 3756U.S.A. |
nicely written "mag" gMt |
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Mistletoe Angel 
since 2000-12-17
Posts 32816Portland, Oregon |
 (big hugggssssssss) Oh Barry, this is beautiful, sweet friend, you seem to be far more than acquainted with your muse, you can touch so many muses and interview them all as you keep them on the hot seat! (sigh) Love your style so much, dearest friend, we all love you so much! You have such a beautiful heart, sweet Barry, thank you for sharing!  May love and light always shine upon you! Love, Noah Eaton Underneath your clothes, there's an endless story |
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Nightshade
since 2001-08-31
Posts 13962just out of reach |
My muse seems to be speaking in a language only alien beings from outerspace could understand !! I can't seem to put pen to paper lately at all. You dear sir, on the other hand, make words flow so simply and gracefully. Lovely Barry. hugs, Chris "Hope" is the thing with feathers- |
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garysgirl
since 2002-09-29
Posts 19237Florida, USA |
Ahh Muse, I beg of thee a thought that I might use to feed the quill. Oh Barry, if only I could write my thoughts the way you can yours. You can write on any subject you decide to, and it's all beautiful. Hugs to you,  Ethel |
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Magnus
since 2001-10-10
Posts 14135South Carolina, USA |
Thanx bunches...I know this poem seems to jump through different themes, but...guess what? Intentional.... I did this to make it seem as though I were coming up with all of these verses...sorta consciously and at the same time, here I am sitting there begging my muse to lend me a hand....So, there ya have the rest of the story!!! And Walter Cronkite walks off the stage as the camera pans to a box of Hershey Kisses lying on the floor....sheesh! |
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ThisDiamond Member Rara Avis
since 2002-02-22
Posts 9353Michigan, USA |
Picking up the hershey kisses... The poem was good too. Grin...TD |
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Patricia Member Elite
since 2003-04-06
Posts 2160Missouri |
Mr. Magnus, Ahh...I know this all too well. I am starting to see life through a poet's eyes...I see so much more in the way of beauty and blessings. Sometimes I even have so many emotions and thoughts running around in my head I can't seem to catch one for long enough to write. It is a beautiful world of which I have returned. And your inspiration and kind words add even more to the beauty. Thanks, -Patricia |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
just an awesome piece...loved the ending as always |
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