Muse

A sensation as ethereal as soap bubbles with all the hues of sapphires and Opels,
Yet I can't hold long enough to know how and when it became visual.
If I ponder on its probabilities it might take flight...
On resemblance of monarchs' and swallowtails' fluttering wings
I do not search for tangibility of its essence for the fear of silence
replacing all things beyond my comprehension,
I make an attempt to etch what I grasp,
If words roll like marbles to mend the fragments of my thoughts
Iam sure of an image soon emerges from the urgency of my frantic stance.
If I let the distractions chase away the wisp of sensation:
The sculpture of smoke poised to decipate will disappear,
Then I'll run in circles to search and to catch not knowing what it is that I lost in space and time !

Reviews

[barleygirl]

There are tons of poems about "muses" & "writers block" on this website. Yet you've come up with the most original & unexpected ways to describe both these opposing forces & how it feels to be bouncing between the two! *smile* Love these: "if I ponder probabilities, it might take flight" . . . "I do not search for tangibility for fear of silence" . . . "words roll like marbles to mend the fragments of my thoughts" !!!!! These are such fresh & startling ways to describe our favorite inner forces to write about, as writers. There's so much more that sings with originality! (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

[Mrudula Rani]

You always make my day( week actually) with your reviews. Is there any wonder I miss you so much when you are not on WC. Adoro você minha querida Margie. Grande abraço

[Paul Bell]

The search for the Muse.
Like the search for Spock.
Out there waiting to be grabbed.
But for some reason, you can't hold onto it.
Then one day you sit together as one. Like that's the way it's always been.

[Mrudula Rani]

I never searched for Spock!

[Paul Bell]

You never missed anything, the film was weird.

[Neville]

This is an exceptional write & in more ways than one... I truly wish I had penned it first. My very dear friend Mrudula, you have now surely, come of age and I congratulate you...........

[Mrudula Rani]

I always remember what you have told me at the very beginning of my writings here on WC. your kind and affectionate words gave me more than encouragement. gave me your beautiful friendship and support. Your comments on work always makes my day. Thank you dear friend.

[Neville]

And you just made my day....Write on dear friend & poet, write on I say.....

[Jimmy Yetts]

Profound poetic perception.
Eloquently expressed!

[Mrudula Rani]

Thank you jimmy Yetts, for your beautiful words of encouragement.

[An owl on the moon]

Your words are like wild water, carrying us on the waves of your thoughts. How vivid is the movement and awakening of words, of the songs of our muses, the wings they give our souls. This is transcendent.

[Mrudula Rani]

Tão lindos palavras, sua reposta é quase uma poema. Muito obrigada. Gostei muito. Uma grande abraço ( você tem que lembrar, eu não aprendi português em nenhum escola, então tem muita erros quando eu escrevo).

[An owl on the moon]

Eu sou apenas grato por você manter minha mente na alma portuguesa. Eu estou aprendendo mais a cada dia. Grande abraço.

[Mrudula Rani]

Você tem uma alma muito lindo. Eu agradeço para sua carinho.

[An owl on the moon]

Você me abençoa ... Minha alma tem passado por muitas trevas ... então eu estou feliz que agora possa trazer alguma luz.

[Mrudula Rani]

No wonder you write such a awesome poetry. Um beijo.