A Kingdom for my Muse

 

Brow furrowed,

concentrating

in deafening silence

desiring to inspire;

offer hope up like a drug.

Hands poised above keys

that taunt and tease.

Words come forth

then disappear,

leaving me desperate.

Vainly searching

my ravaged soul

for that which fled

without warning.

Which shining star

in velvet sky

does my muse

now sit upon

and smirk.

 

© 2007 BrightEyes

 

Reviews

[Adrian K. Smith]

There is a playful manner that I find in this piece, which leaves me wondering at the nature of our muses. Might we not only find inspiration in different places, but find that our muses are of different varieties? I think of fairies and their ilk, as I picture the muse smirking. At times, yes, at many times, like holding a carrot out in front of us - our muses will taunt us, teasing us, almost leaving us to admit defeat before we are able to find that next word... sometimes, hidden right there, before our eyes... behind the smirk of a spoiled muse.

[Celtic Cat]

wow, this is by far the best writers block piece I ever read.... I'm faving it!!!
Love these lines:
Hands poised above keys
that taunt and tease.

[Yvonne Heidt]

Don't they just? smirk that is? I loved it - and it surely peaked out here!

[T.k. Sutter]

The curse of writers block - it hits when one least expects it and only lifts when it feels the need. But finding a new muse is much harder, isn't it? I loved this. I suppose we've all felt this frustration more times than not. A wonderful piece.

[Fran Marie]

A witty and cleaver piece of writing~Well DonE!~Fran Marie

[Tomás Ó C..]

Your muse is in hiding.... cheat on him and find another one!!!!

[Lydia Shutter]

Oh, when those words almost show themselves and then run away laughing, it is torturous. I so relate to that!! Your muse may be smirking, but you managed to write a good poem without her assistance! Lydia

[Diana Owen Busy with Li..]

this is really a cleaver piece... I really enjoyed the flow.

[JP thinks the WC is apt..]

This piece is brimful of pent up angst and frustration but it never spills over, becoming detrimental to the piece. What you have managed is to pen a nicely measured poem which is assume refers to your frustrations as a writer? I especially liked the line:

Hands poised above keys
that taunt and tease.

Great piece and thanks for your review of my distasteful little effort.

James.

[Ivory]

really good read, I liked the flow and form.

[Melissa Powell]

enjoied this!