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


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still love this and the starshine heat! you will always fly regardless.

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

lovely imagery...

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Oh Emily this was so soft, so real
really wonderful to behold on this night.

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Enjoyable read... short and sweet!!!

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

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Simple, unassuming, and humble, I bet much like the person you are.

I love your work.

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I love this! I have to say the "may be" at the end I hadto take a second look at, but think it works VERY well! GOOD JOB!

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

emily, i love the brown bird & the message of this..very brilliant and beautiful!!

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

This 'your', is it another bird?

"I wonder at YOUR tribute
as it wafts upward
on these cold nights."

...(like Desi Arnez(s) [Ricky from "I love Lucy"]) Ema, U got some esplainin 2do!

I also like:

I wonder at your tribute
as it wafts upward(s)
on these cold KY nights.

...but that's just me. Wats up with the songbird beneath you??



Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

You CAN soar my little brown bird. What kind of little bird would you be? I bet, a finch. All, smart looking and quick. This was lovely!

Posted 15 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

you are a bird of under wing brilliance.

we are often lifted by the midnight songs of others. glad you wrote about this. beautiful metaphor. simple and heart wrenching even as it inspires.

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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Emily B
Emily B

Richmond, KY



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