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To My Muse

Contributed by hauntedscorp on Sunday, 2nd November 2014 @ 11:06:51 AM in AEST
Topic: dedicatedpoems



Where is my time machine?
I have lost track of time,
So much was left unseen-
The rhythm and the rhyme.

I came here and found my muse
Weaving through his web of words
Confessions; was not a ruse-
Love's coagulated curds.

It was you. Always you.
I wept for us for days
Abandoned, but love grew,
In clouds of sunny rays

Did I push towards hatred?
Confusion, or the absurd?
I'm consumed by the jaded-
Loving thoughts became censored

What is a pilot without a plane?
Or a conductor without a train.
What use is a sink without a drain,
Is a poet born without the pain?
Can blood flow freely without the stain...

If things could be reversed
Would you wish them the same?
A play to be rehearsed;
A lioness to tame

Painted faces hang around,
They don't reach you like I do.
On a ship that ran aground
Without my anchor, in you.

Paint without a canvas-
Or a pen without ink
Desert without cactus,
A brain that doesn't think.

My words and yours, they collide
Time was wasted- save today.
Let us put our past aside
Speak to me; I'm here to stay.




Copyright © hauntedscorp ... [ 2014-11-02 11:06:51]
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Re: To My Muse (User Rating: 1 )
by Invierno on Sunday, 2nd November 2014 @ 05:22:45 PM AEST
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Really cool. Excellent job of conveying the essence of your message.

I like this very much.

Invierno


Re: To My Muse (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Sunday, 2nd November 2014 @ 11:03:41 PM AEST
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Holy *****, I believe you may have out done yourself, my Scorperrific friend!!! There was definitely no waste today Scorpendous Muse!



Re: To My Muse (User Rating: 1 )
by deadreckoning1983 on Monday, 3rd November 2014 @ 12:59:03 AM AEST
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This is one of the greatest poems I have ever read, and I am envious of your massive talents, clearly displayed here. I mean greatest, that includes Bukowski, who I count as one of the greatest modern poets. I am truly truly stunned by this and look forward to rereading it a few times more.

What is a pilot without a plane?
Or a conductor without a train.
What use is a sink without a drain,
Is a poet born without the pain?
Can blood flow freely without the stain...

If things could be reversed
Would you wish them the same?
A play to be rehearsed;
A lioness to tame


Re: To My Muse (User Rating: 1 )
by deadreckoning1983 on Monday, 3rd November 2014 @ 01:01:38 AM AEST
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I wept for us for days. I have the gooseflesh. this poem is dripping with emotion, the same words I feel. the same thoughts are mine. I am glad you shared this amazing piece of artwork


Re: To My Muse (User Rating: 1 )
by ladyfawn on Monday, 3rd November 2014 @ 07:43:16 AM AEST
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an exquisite beauty!! Is a poet born without the pain? ::i have often
wondered this myself, is it even possible? would one write only of
happy fairytales? alas, to me a true poet writes from pain, in order to
dig deep there has to be something to dig to- you my friend are a poet
of the truest most purest form and nature---> this one is a beauty!!

hugs n' love nessa

@->>->>-


Re: To My Muse (User Rating: 1 )
by sanders on Wednesday, 5th November 2014 @ 07:35:22 AM AEST
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This is just amazingly splendid...so many beautiful lines...."is a poet born without the pain , can blood flow without the stain, a lioness to tame " ...nothing left to say... awesome...


Re: To My Muse (User Rating: 1 )
by JamesStockdale on Thursday, 15th December 2016 @ 05:32:43 PM AEST
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This poem was beautifully written and one of the best of its kind. Awesome to say the least.

James


Re: To My Muse (User Rating: 1 )
by JamesStockdale on Friday, 16th March 2018 @ 09:00:27 PM AEST
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I forgot about this jewel.....
Awesome!!!!!!




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