to my Muse

to my Muse

A Poem by Emily B
"

a passing fancy

"

I am a plain brown bird

singing off-kilter

through the darkness.

I wonder at your tribute

as it wafts upward

on these cold nights.

Those words

make me stronger

than I am.

 

My heart flutters

at the starshine heat.

 

May be

     I will fly . . .

© 2009 Emily B


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What stood out the most to me was the "may be".
That line was special because you didn't simply write "maybe". You spaced it out.
"May" you used as an expression of wish.
"Be" you used in expression to exist.

That was amazing. I have to admit.
Sometime the little things stand out the most. Brilliant work. :}


Posted 15 Years Ago


3 of 3 people found this review constructive.




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Beautiful and simple. Extremely well written. I enjoyed the way you closed the poem and left with a hopeful heart. Kudos on a great read, Emily!
Best,
Kara M.

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

You still have that feel for words..

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Emily B

12 Years Ago

an old favorite by now :)
yep...

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

two possibilities occur to me on reading this. one, as the old saying goes, wishing makes it true. the mere belief of someone that you are better than you think you are inspires you to be better. the other possibility is that you are truly much better than you think you are. i have a feeling that is the case. fly.

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

That sounds a little like a nightingale with a wounded spirit. I think the idea of being stronger than you are due to words is quite a good thought. It is amazing how certain things lift us up.

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Hardly a plain brown bird ..more a soaring Eagle..Take the praise of your muse and continue to fly for our enjoyment as we take flight with you.

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Simply lovely. It's compactness really allows you to savour each word - there is longing, and yes, even hope.

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Starshine, you are my dear. Lovely writing to your muse!

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

and maybe i will just keep on smiling

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

i perceive not ..a note out of tune or time, here . sometimes the mockingbird when it sings at 2 am makes the most beautiful music i have ever heard.

Posted 13 Years Ago


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Emily B
Emily B

Richmond, KY



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