Open Poetry #37 |
Oh Mystical Lady |
Anne Shiever Junior Member
since 2006-01-10
Posts 21KS/USA |
OH, MYSTICAL LADY Oh, Mystical Lady tell me a story As you write your words on paper Scribbling with your old ink pen Before your thoughts begin to taper Tell me a story of seduction or romance Or of one that’s sad and blue I wonder if I’ll ever get the chance To write as good as you do Write me a delightful sonnet Of the stars out in the sky Or a dreadful bloody ballad To make me tear, and cry Oh, My Mystical Lady You send my every emotion in a whirl Something about you overwhelms me, But you’re a very mysterious sort a girl Just write me a wonderful play, Or just write me a verse Please give me something wonderful today that I may rehearse Oh, My Mystical Lady, Now just where is your home? What is your story? Have you been to Paris or Rome? You tell of traveling the world thousands of times from place to place You write about the planets, & blue moonbeams from outer-space Oh, My Mystical Lady, sometimes, I can feel all your pain But I keep reading your work --Cause you simply drive me insane Tell me something so horrifying & scary so I won’t sleep at night Or a suspenseful thriller, so on my fingernails I’ll bite! A chant, or a little ditty to make me dance and sing Nothing can ever compare you to the entertainment that you bring A novel about a long voyage, or the passage about our freedom All of your magnificent thoughts are posted so others may read them Oh My Mystical Lady you make all my senses come to life By your descriptive words of desire, about those intimate tales in your life Your description of the trees, fruits, or even the petals of a flower Give my sense of smell, the most amazing power I can see you in a candlelight, I can smell your sweet seductive perfume But My Mystical Lady, Sometimes I wish you would simply leave the room! You make me see the beautiful colors of rainbows and magical fairytale lands But you just keep on writing. (Please, Tell me) Do you have calluses on your hands? I’ve got an uncontrollable appetite for your incredible taste My gosh, do you write everything so your thoughts don’t go to waste? I’ve got an impulsive desire to be fondled by your touch, Is there something wrong with me ------Cause I love you way too much! I think I hear you breathing, Or whispering in my ear Now what is that you’re writing, perhaps another poem, my dear? What is your body like? Are you soft, fat, or thin? Please tell me now!!! Do you have any freckles or dimples on your chin? How do you do it? What is all this--- secret? You’re torturing me by your mystery. Don’t you feel any regret? Oh My Mystical Lady, Do you already have someone to love? Music sings joyously from your soul, Whenever, you write of God in heaven above. A quotation from the bible, Or a piece from the newspaper Or the mysterious criminals who plan their next caper Oh My Mystical Lady, I’ve seen you on cards, letters, & more I guess I’ll never know what you are thinking or what else you have in store. I’ve read your books--so many of them, Stories for children --to grumpy old men Though my eyes are weary, I crave to read on as you keep on writing again & again You write about nature, adventure, plants, animals, and then-- You get another magnificent thought, & simply start all over again! You’re so sensitive and sincere, yet Courageous and Bold Sometimes I wonder to myself, just how many stories you’ve told. You’re wise, You’re witty, You’re cheerful, You’re pretty, You’re cruel, You’re kind! I may be confused; I may just be blind, but I just can’t seem to get -cha Out-ta my mind! You’ve written about history, & families. You’ve written about many friends, You write about arguments, pain, & abuse ---but, then you make wonderful amends! You’ve written about the sea, the ocean, ponds, small rivers, and streams Sometimes, I close my eyes to rest, & you’re right there in my dreams! There are so many innumerable categories, but you just seem to “FIT IN” Then just when I think I’m catching up, You write something’ else again! I can be in the shower, but like a fantasy you might pop into my head If I’m watching tv, sometimes you climb right into my bed You just jump outta nowhere, You’re so many places when you search on line But wherever you come from, to someone in the world--You always look fine I can be sitting on the porch, driving my car, Or just ridin’ my bike You’re there like a flash…… Oh sometimes, I wish you would just… Take a hike! I don’t understand it, all of those unusual & mysterious things that you do Now, You REALLY just don’t seem to care, what you’re puttin’ me through! Oh My Mystical Lady, Please, Tell me now, Oh…. tell me true The more I read about you, too I want to know now, WHO ARE YOU So, My enchanting Mystical Lady, Tell me your name so that all the world may see All your magical, spectacular words on paper, so now………… Please……TELL ME YOUR NAME! QUIET!!! ??????? (((((((((((((((( ))))))))))))))))) Silence-----shhhhhhhhh, I hear her ……………. She’s writing again!!!! …………(((NOW LISTEN)))…………………….............. Why?...My name, YOU ASK???... It’s “POETRY” By Anne Shiever |
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Sunshine
Administrator
Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
And this, our dear...is exactly what it is all about... that elusive figure, be it male, or female, or just...ephemeral.... it IS Poetry. And I like it as much now, as I did last evening. Welcome to Passions! "There's a reason they call God The Creator - he sides with talent." Julia Cameron |
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iliana Member Patricius
since 2003-12-05
Posts 13434USA |
Very much enjoyed this, Anne. I was just writing about my muse the other night in open forum 36...lol. Must be going around! ....jo |
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Bridget Shenachie Senior Member
since 2002-01-23
Posts 1056Kansas USA |
Anne-- Loved this poem and I hope that my muse becomes as active as yours. Shenachie |
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Marge Tindal
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Anne~ Welcome to PiP ... a kind circle of friends and talented poets~ I'll have to come back to finish reading this one, the eyelids are heavy~ Welcome again~ *Huglets* ~*Marge*~ ~*No matter what I search for ... |
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Susan Caldwell Member Rara Avis
since 2002-12-27
Posts 8348Florida |
Very nice introduction Anne!! "too bad ignorance isn't painful" |
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littlewing Member Rara Avis
since 2003-03-02
Posts 9655New York |
Welcome and nice entrance, if I didn't know any better most of this write reminds me of a resident Serenity, 'cept for the get out of here parts *grin* Nicely done. |
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LeeJ Member Patricius
since 2003-06-19
Posts 13296 |
welcome Anne, and loved every line, every aspect of these visions from our informative muse...she allows us to see, touch, taste and smell, and go even beyond those dimensions we all dream of...but know they're real... hugs and looking forward to reading more of you |
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Nightshade
since 2001-08-31
Posts 13962just out of reach |
This is wonderful Anne. A pleasure to read. hugs, Chris Poetry is an echo, asking a shadow to dance. |
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Earth Angel Member Empyrean
since 2002-08-27
Posts 40215Realms of Light |
Aha! I was looking for a poem from the newest member of our family of poets! It appears to me that your Mystical Lady Muse has been quite busy!!! I enjoyed your musings of your Muse! Warm hug and smile, Linda |
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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
WELCOME TO PASSIONS! What a wonderful entrance post!! I shall look forward to reading more of your work. ~Smiles & Hugs, Nancy~ In the midst of winter, |
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OwlSA Member Rara Avis
since 2005-11-07
Posts 9347Durban, South Africa |
How wonderful it must be to have Poetry for a muse and mentor. Lovely poem. - Owl |
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