"Amuse Hold"

 

Amuse Hold

© 2008 by Will Northerner

 

 

Wraith petals cast in a vessel

Placed just so

After torment in weeded meadows?

No...

The flower flourished

In the zap 

Of all that pure unyielding light

Raindrops tapering from leaflets

Stigma style and ovary

Well nourished

‘til I plucked it from mother root

Knowing the nature of blossoms

How they do wilt and wither and fall

 

I wrenched it from life

To liven a room in some burnished vase

Watering the remnant

Only to make it’s essence

Resonate as long as I might

 

Thoughts Migrate...

 

Transport a soul

From some semblance of  hell...

Hardscrabble life on pavement

Sleeping on cardboard in naked lots

Cold sleep in winter missions 

Living on blood money

Giving vein for cash

For f**s and rot gut reprieve

Roaming some sample of Dante’s down under

Always avoiding the badge

 

Pluck this ramshackle soul

Far from street bondage

Give shelter

Give sustenance

Give smokes

Give duds

For kicks

For remove

From artistic blockage

‘cause said soul

Had played my muse before

Unleashed a torrent from locked dam works

 

Gave belly laughs

Gave provocative stories

Gave true heart

 

Again my mind block surged free

Was all aflow again

Yet more in tune

More refined...

 

So an abused word

Might suffer from my lips

I might say MUSE

Yes I thought deeply

A muse this soul must be

 

Until,

In his absence,

I find inspirational fire

Burning brighter than ever

Unchecked creativity

Comes more freely...

 

Unexpected

Slow and steady

Inner visions ignite

 

Much appreciated...

As I  feared the flame might dwindle

Without the muse fuse

I imagined he kindled

 

I found new inspiration

Invested In me

Rather than extracted

From...

 

My imaginary 

 

Amuse 

 

Hold

 

 

Reviews

[thecoolone52]

ohhhhh nice imagrey... i liked the begining the best with the flower analogies.... tubular write