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Quintessentially Yours |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart 
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Quintessentially yours I sit, singed seed of discontent, for my muse has gone a’singin’ and with her me she did not take oh, I would her neck, be wringin’… Yon pen screams shrill to sear my nerves ~ blessed parchment shrieks unruly ~ and I, not nary a swipe, nor swerve, am alarmed! Yes I, am, truly! Then begs night’s dream, write then of me! but morning cast her light skin down for in that dark, no harmony and I would flinch from shrinking clowns ‘Twas in the dream of yester-eve when I was a’drownin’, surely moisture still clings and does not leave I fear this night will dream poorly For spirits haunt, old lovers taunt as I am left in great despair ~ e’en my pen says, “no, I shan’t!” am I forsworn to solitaire? Heavy sigh, such a weighty broach that pins this silk-lined laden chest, what’s been done that muse daren’t approach pen nor parchment to give her best? Weary of this conversation for only I am listening ~ still it’s a deep invocation for whom, might one, be glistening? Perhaps, forsooth, a spirit’s muse? One that has gleaned silk’d streams return? Would blessed this poet be, enthused? Or is this need to yet be burned… For sun streams in, an orange-blood red as the night she is a’bringin’ far West she lays her setting head; and away my muse is singin’... I would pick up a note or two and lay it close to this bosom If but for one word, or more I could but a rhyme, be choosin’ For in the distance, rumbles roar When in need, a poet must soar! " It matters not this distance now " Excerpt, Yesterday's Love ~*~ KRJ [This message has been edited by Sunshine (07-12-2006 07:03 AM).] |
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The Lady Member Rara Avis
since 2005-12-26
Posts 7634The Southwest |
Oh Karilea! Who bends your pen to her will now that your muse is gone? "For sun streams in, an orange-blood red as the night she is a’bringin’ far West she lays her setting head; and away my muse is singin’..." This poem is absolutely lovely! Exquisite!  |
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kayjay Member Elite
since 2002-06-24
Posts 2015Oregon |
Now I gotta dig out the dictionary, scratch my head, ponder mightily...and with study, I might one day write like this. So many strands of thought here. Hugs, Ken Through rubble and trouble and dark of night |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
amusing muse, wherefor art thou.... enjoyed  |
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iliana Member Patricius
since 2003-12-05
Posts 13434USA |
Karilea, this is great....you've got to be kiddin' about the muse leaving you. I heard a celtic melody in the background through my mind's ear as I read .....this would make very good lyrics for something like that. |
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divine chaos Senior Member
since 2006-07-09
Posts 617dancing 'neath the moon |
ohh this was wonderful to wake up to, it brought lots of smiles! I imagine the scene in an Irish pub, the writer with a pint in her hand, gesturing widely, speaking in a thick brogue *giggles* thanks for sending me to work with a smile! ~*Sheli*~ By words the mind is winged |
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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
"For sun streams in, an orange-blood red as the night she is a’bringin’ far West she lays her setting head; and away my muse is singin’... I would pick up a note or two and lay it close to this bosom If but for one word, or more I could but a rhyme, be choosin’ For in the distance, rumbles roar When in need, a poet must soar!" WONDERFUL piece here Karilea.. Thanks for starting my day with big smiles  ~Hugs to you, Nancy~ For it was not into my ear you whispered |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Sissie...did you know that there is a reply muse? You just took mine. I'll just say how I know and then, beautiful...ok?  |
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Magnus
since 2001-10-10
Posts 14135South Carolina, USA |
Kick the muse's butt out the door, this is awesome...the feel of it (as read) is so quaint in it's rhythm...simply devine! |
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Dark Stranger Member Patricius
since 2001-03-19
Posts 13631West Coast |
somethings you do are just purdy a pleasure to read you ms |
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Joyce Johnson
since 2001-03-10
Posts 9912Washington State |
If your muse was gone when you wrote this, I'll bet she hurries back for fear of her job. I loved it. Joyce |
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Kristabell Senior Member
since 2003-11-29
Posts 678Portland, OR |
I like your rhythm in this. Nice work! And self expression is a general necesity for all. Kristabell |
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suthern
since 1999-07-29
Posts 20723Louisiana |
I thoroughly enjoyed... solitaire will just have to wait! *S* |
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LeeJ Member Patricius
since 2003-06-19
Posts 13296 |
I would pick up a note or two and lay it close to this bosom If but for one word, or more I could but a rhyme, be choosin’ For in the distance, rumbles roar When in need, a poet must soar! fear naught a hunting we will go a hunting we will go hy ho the derrio a hunting we will go can you picture this, you, me, arm and arm, skpping along and singin? You are my sunshine!!! Love to ya and thanks so much for the tender touch of this. |
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