Muse

 

Muse singing softly,

whispering in my ear

lines unwritten

and poems unheard,

please stop distracting me!

For your light and power

blind me, compel me

to write and write and write,

each scratch of the pen

fed with the blood of

my beating self,

and prevent me from

living in the physical world.

 

Each firework blast

of inspiration that

you rain into my head

is so lovely and beautiful

that I am temporarily removed

from my lesser reality

and am violently propelled

into a world of golden light

and peaceful warmth.

 

Muse, thou lovely,

beautiful lady,

flit quietly, flying

quite close to my head,

unfairly invisible,

sweetly whispering to me

of explosive hues,

magnificent scenes of epicry,

and of strings of words

needed by mankind.

 

I am your willing servant,

mouthpiece for the ideas,

feelings, and abstractions

you are full to bursting with,

but your trumpet is tired!

Exhausted from its heavy load

though it relishes the labor.

My tether to this world,

already so frayed and weathered,

weakens each time

you whisper your words of inspiration.

 

Is it your wish to remove me?

To take me from this world I love

into golden, sunlit divinity?

Muse, though I love you,

sincerely and deeply,

don’t take me away just yet,

for I have responsibilities

and have not lived to my

FULL potential.

 

There are still places

for me to explore,

lovers for me to woo.

And forget you not

that there is one out there

who needs me to be his muse;

simply, I have life yet to live.

Continue your lovely singing,

keep whispering to me,

but realize that though I love you,

I have others to love too.

Reviews

[Daisy]

Muses are so lovely to have. Must find out what has happened to mine. I know he's somewhere but his whisper isn't quite loud enough. Good to see you are a willing servant to the voices that travel through you. Thats a wonderful way to describe how you write.

[__Flaw__]

Continue your lovely singing,
keep whispering to me,
but realize that though I love you,
I have others to love too.

Very true indeed :)
This was a stimulating piece, just as your bio describes about the magic of inspiration. Your muse whispers softly and takes u to lands of light and abstractions.... mine 's a bit old fashioned. It honks, and sometimes for hours, leaving me sleepless. Bloody muse of mine... :)))))
Please carry on, cheers :)))

[Dr Poet]

The last two stanzas were a great and effective summing up of the whole concept, but the poem in general perfectly pictures the idea of this ongoing creation which we can not do without.

Thanks for reviewing me by the way.

[Catherine]

that was awesome i loved it...it was long, but it was worth it!!!