my Muse is a Daemon flickering between bye bye and the shimmer on a flowers petals like diamonds of light - sHe is an Angel beating wings tipped in tears and laughter coming between a heart beat and intense disinterest always flirting with my Dreams - sHe stumbles upon Worldly Words but has a didactic memory when sHe sings - often sHe is aMusing me as much as I am aMused by sHe - alluring is the way sHe reads out loud and sHe will speak in tongues in your inner ear while smiling at you for losing your train of thought - sHe is fickle and measures the shape of your heart with how much awe you've beat it with today -
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even your note sparkles effervescent with stellar light. wonderfully done. I missed the eclipse as it was cloudy in the desert, but I can imagine it through your words.
I enjoyed your author's note as much as, maybe more than I did your poem. The eclipse was amazing & your poem paints a picture of the awe I felt. Searching for meaning was like questioning where love comes from or why it's there at all. I like this version better than the first "Dreams of Mountains" though the first one made me pause & ponder. Your author's note is a beautiful prose piece on your Muse. "sHe will speak in tongues in your inner ear while smiling at you for losing your train of thought - sHe is fickle and measures the shape of your heart with how much awe you've beat it with today." Love it. - Mimi.
I love the imagery in this one. The rhyme is simple and not intrusive. The couplets work well and the voice seems light even playful. I was going to write that the last couplet was my favourite but the more I read this, I love them all.
Spectacular imagery in this work...it truly was a miraculous occurence one I have not seen since childhood and she turned into the S(o)un it seemed. Another celestial being. Wonderful write. Thank you.
Light,
Siddartha
It seems funny to me that we saw the full lunar eclipse on Aug. 28th 2007, and then all this time latter the other side of the world gets to see it.
"but all disagree
about the many splendoured suns glittering around
and whether they are jewels the mountain found"
This made me giggle, they may well not be suns, and the sun would know, because as soon as they are out of sight that no longer shine, a mere reflection, much like the moon and the earth, only alight in the sun.
I kind of get other little giggles in this write Jerry, but I'll just laugh in the inside in varied degrees.
love is a sphere which has its center everywhere, and its circumference nowhere; longing is the compass, always pointing there
To write properly and clear,
Is in part, the goal.
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