Friday, October 19, 2012

My Muse (You)

Restless thoughts won’t settle down
in everything I see, you are there.
You become my inspiration
in times when my words are broken.
You are the light to my dark
truly I have found my muse.
 
Your physical presence
although not commanding
ensnares me and holds me tight.
 
I often wonder why there are times
when I can’t see what you have
to offer?
 
Blind! I am blind
to your charms.
 
Oh foolish writer, open your eyes,
open your heart
let your muse propel you
to words that tell the tale.
 
‘Love is blind’, thus is the word
but the meaning is different
for a writer and his craft.
 
Listen! Watch! Learn!
Follow the direction
of that which inspires.
 
Relax your thoughts,
let the very juice of creativity
flow from your body
and onto the paper.
 
Succumb to the will
of your muse.
This is my advice.
 
To practice what I preach
I must embrace you.
I am to love you,
your mind and your body.
 
My mind is open
and ready to receive
you.
 
My muse. My inspiration.
My love.
Passion.
 
You.

6 comments:

  1. smiles..yes…good to just let her take over and see what happens…

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  2. smiles…i love it when the muse just takes you…and you are right…sometimes we think too hard on writing…and have to just relax to let it happen…i have definitely been there…

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  3. “I often wonder why there are times
    when I can’t see what you have
    to offer?

    Blind! I am blind
    to your charms.”

    These verses run so close to me! I understand so weel what you mean… it happens to me so much with the girl I love. The way you have put it in words is just great!

    By the way, the ending of the poem is magical too.

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  4. I very much like this one.

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  5. Fantastic! Truly lovely. Thank you for sending me to take a look at your poetry.

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