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Tim
Senior Member

since 1999-06-08

Posts 1794

0 posted 2004-08-30 11:58 PM

He ponders long at her existence,
In wonder how a man can feel,
What is not there, has not subsistence
How can one touch what it not real?
It has been said a non poetic man,
Cannot dream poetic dreams,
But in her presence, yes one can,
For I have, to me beseems,
That whil’st I think not in odist thought,
I can sail on winds of time,
When in the night her words are brought,
To me in wonderous rhyme.
As shadows lengthen into the night,
And dreams are summoned forth,
She carries me to welkin’s light,
To Polaris, god of the north.
Amongst the muses, where she sings,
Unto a man from earth below,
Of splendored passions evermore,
The gift of love’s bestow.
He asks himself, can she be real,
This muse from stars above,
As from the firmament she sings surreal,
Her beauteous odes of love.
The answer is that it matters not,
For one can never lose,
Odes bequeathed in dreams of thought,
From the soul of a midnight muse.

I'm afraid it's a struggle to keep up with you Hoot, I have been looking for Mike for assistance, but he still seems to be missing. Your poetry is stunning as usual.

[This message has been edited by Tim (08-31-2004 12:06 AM).]

Kristabell
Senior Member

since 2003-11-29

Posts 678
Portland, OR

1 posted 2004-08-31 12:42 PM

Very well written. Very well expressed.

passing shadows
Member Empyrean

since 1999-08-26

Posts 45577
displaced

2 posted 2004-08-31 01:50 AM

outstanding!

Sunshine

Administrator

Member Empyrean

since 1999-06-25

Posts 63354
Listening to every heart

3 posted 2004-08-31 08:15 PM

Oh for heaven's sake, don't struggle...

just go with the flow...

More, please.

Susan
Member Ascendant

since 2004-03-27

Posts 5104
walking the surreal

4 posted 2004-08-31 08:34 PM

Beautiful -- what a gift, to have such words written of one as muse --

Susan

Happiness isn't something that happens to you, it's created from within you. Joy is a state of mind.

hoot_owl_rn
Member Patricius

since 1999-07-05

Posts 10750
Glen Hope, PA USA

5 posted 2004-09-01 04:54 PM

I often wonder...How is it you inspire me so? Perhaps a question that will never be answered. You certainly challange my muse, or perhaps you are my muse?

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