dancing with the muse

dancing with the muse

A Poem by annie lee


counting syllables,


measuring meter, seeking


rhymes obscure, arcane,


chasing words through the forests,


mountains and green meadows of


his turbulent, sharp


mind: thus the poet works, toils,


his ink-stained fingers


gripping the pen, scratching script


or slashing at missteps mid


the lines.  he scowls, taps


his pen against the table


and crushes the sheet quickly,


throws it away with the rest.


his muse is deadly silent.


© 2013 annie lee


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I dig your style baby. I just don't like how you reach into my brain and pick at my thoughts. That hurts, ouch! Oh oh, I can feel one almost there, hovering under my fingers, just for you. Yeah, sorry, purists, ditched the pen awhile ago. It's all about the flashing lights and the keyboard now.

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annie lee

10 Years Ago

Thanks for reading and reviewing. I find I can keyboard text sometimes, but I am usually pen and pa.. read more



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The image of writing upon paper feels so much more intimate in this technological age. I feel the silence in the piece and the longing for noise. Nicely done.

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

annie lee

10 Years Ago

Thank you for reading and reviewing. I usually write my poems on paper, revise, then computerize th.. read more
I dig your style baby. I just don't like how you reach into my brain and pick at my thoughts. That hurts, ouch! Oh oh, I can feel one almost there, hovering under my fingers, just for you. Yeah, sorry, purists, ditched the pen awhile ago. It's all about the flashing lights and the keyboard now.

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

annie lee

10 Years Ago

Thanks for reading and reviewing. I find I can keyboard text sometimes, but I am usually pen and pa.. read more
Sometime hard to awake the desire to write. The muse can be hidden from our thoughts. I like the way you started the poem. Having paper and pen trying to awake the mind to create. Thank you for the excellent poetry.
Coyote

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1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

annie lee

10 Years Ago

Thanks for reading and reviewing. Also, thanks for the kind comments.
Annie, This piece has a menacing tone. I am left wondering at the angry silence that has filled this room. His muse isn't saying a thing. Well done. Thank you for submitting and congratulations! Angi~

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annie lee

10 Years Ago

Thank you, Angi. Sometimes the lack of words seems a malevolent presence in the room. I have heard.. read more
Angi

10 Years Ago

I didn't know you were writing a sci-fi novel! Conflict is a must have for sure. I may have to swi.. read more
I think many of us will be able to identify with your words in this well written poem. There is so much frustration when the words are stuck in your mind and they taunt and tease, but refuse to be written then way you have imagined them. The muse is not always cooperative, that's for sure. Your imagery is so precise here. I could picture the scene perfectly. Great work. Lydi**

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

annie lee

10 Years Ago

Thank you for reading and reviewing. I will be taking down my poetry on this site in anticipation of.. read more
Lydia Shutter

10 Years Ago

I wish you luck!
The muse is alive and well, fine write.

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

annie lee

10 Years Ago

Thank you for reading and reviewing. My muse is cracking the whip for something other than poetry r.. read more
This is wonderful. I love how well you captured the actions of the poet. This is how it is when writing poetry. Cheers on creating something that goes into our lives as poets.

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

annie lee

10 Years Ago

Thank you for reading and reviewing. Yes, it seems as if the words are not good enough. But we keep.. read more
chasing words through the forests, mountains and green meadows of his turbulent, sharp mind...

It's all there; the poet knows it, but cannot always harness the words... Wonderful piece about a silent Muse, though yours seems to be singing!

Posted 10 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

Your poems are reeking with silent beauty and thunderous truth ...Wel penned and excecuted...:)

Posted 10 Years Ago


this reminds me of someone trying to learn to dance...counting steps, too conscious of each movement without just moving to the music...letting go....flowing with the beat...this writer is trying too hard to create the beat, to lasso it and hold tight to it...

like being with a partner and trying to control that partner too much...dancing flows when it is right, poetry just flows when it is right.

nicely done

jacob

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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annie lee

Prunedale, CA



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