crazy

this crazy muse 

invisible like light

upon a dumb wall

what strange gifts

what generous oceans

have you brought

to lay at the feet

of this old 

broken

wretch

confused by time

and the empty glass

what ricocheting madness

drunk on echoes

what strange madness

today

have you brought

like a boquet of flowers

to the sunrise

what strange hearts

you soothe

like rain for flowers

what open palm

for love

do you carress

filling love orders

like water for the glass

what diabolical summit

what good is

a broken sword

and you catch my love

like sunlight on the ground

and the flowers suntan

waiting for the rains symphony

clouds with a purpose

sunshine giving 

too much

everywhere

and all the while the birds

wing

the far off distances

silently beckon

the sky looms

and this little flower

delights in delighting 

me

Reviews

[jenniewren (J.W. Bouwma..]

what generous oceans..

gorgeous line, that. as a whole this is playful, and expansive. i like how you drift the words like your scattered thoughts on the theme of a sometimes capricious muse.

couple of small spelling errors, but overall? a stellar write

[Dalebear]

Good write

[Emily B]

delights in delighting me . . . a man and his crazy muse . . .

[Emily B]

I always know right away when someone remarkable has stepped into the cafe . . . this is so tall . . . so lovely . . . so full of light

all the best things in this world are about the gifts we share, the smiles, the flowers, the light . . .

[Ed Hart]

you have to be a bit broken for the muse to show any interest at all

[emmah]

how beautifully endearing are the images that you have conjured!!! a delectable array of 'delights' - there is light, there is light!! :)

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. ah! ... that's absolutely beautiful ... out of this world gorgeous and you said it ... "delightful" ... the aroma of your words is consuming ... i can smell them right here in india ... more power to you ...