Calliope A Muse

Insipred by writer's block

Calliope amuse,

Tickle my intricate mind.

Bare down to skeletal bones,

Mystic dust be what you find.

 

Depth in wonder,

Ceiling unlimited,

Faster attempt to keep;

Language know no barrier,

Breath be messenger,

Scripture is what you seek.

 

 

One voice be silent,

Herd allowed,

Twisted and tortured souls;

 

Deliver fatefully,

A realm claiming sanctuary,

Silence a bell that dare toll.

 

 

See Calliope with glee,

Funny is the bone.

Stripped naked and exposed,

Same melodic tone.

 

Reviews

[Alexander]

Love the first and last stanzas.
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[Nate E. Flake (Cösmic ..]

I like the flow of this poem and how this calliope you speak of is bigger than imagination and knows no boundary