I Am Muse

just a poem

 

Words run like children playing hide and seek,

they peek at me from dark corners faceless, bodiless beings of light and shadow.

Laughing at me in mockery for my desire to know them to capture them and make them slaves.

I shall only have of them what they will me to have.

If I am good they will align themselves into a story or a poem, if I wait on them and do not chase....but walk softly..fragile as whispers, suddenly still.
Scattered ...
Calling out to one another..they tease me..
They want me as much as I do them.

For words un found by muse are meaningless , fragments of potential .
I turn away but for a moment..
light and shadow they move over me as a breeze and under me as Terra.

They are as my own being fleeing and returning to me..in caves and under rocks..but also sometimes as kites in the sky ..in his eyes..

I sometimes find them as well as in his absence..

I run.. and am followed..
They do not fool me silly children that they are

I am muse and they need me.

 

Reviews

[Marie Anzalone]

May the laughing children continue to grace your thoughts, be caught up in a laughing hug, and immortalized on the page.

[bluessadmood]

God ,how sweet ,i always looked at words that way..
its like a never ending chase..you follow them like playing
with silly young children,you are their slave..but they need you too
and once you have them..you turn them from silly beings into some wonderful
beautiful sight to look at and praise..its only you who can do it
they are just scattered small things hiding between the rocks and in the skies
its all your hard work to look for them and turn and shape them into some wonderful things


lovely write

[Joshua Wells]

Humbling in its beauty...

[Jacky Bones]

i like your words are people sort of thing
it reminds me of one of my favorite bands
this gives off a very heavy feeling
gj

[Nontani]

This is an interesting way to personify someone's muse. I like it a lot. Your imagery in this poem has such a big impact.

Great job.

Frozen Angel

[Lilith des Cavernes]

I like this as well. You have wonderful style and obviously move within for your art. You really explain the process so well. Cheers.

[Magdelena]

Oh I so love this. How you turned the tables on this one.. Our muse is our most important thing to all us writers. here you show them as children, running carefree, yet without you they are nothing.. What a charming way to describe what is so important to one as us.. Mine are images.. Pictures that talk to me and out comes forth a piece..

I so loved this....


Mag xx

[Lizanne]

You give the children life. They are your thoughts, ideas, creations and if they begin to be fleet of foot, you simply turn the tables, for without you they die, go back to the desolate level of nothingness. You are their lifeline and they do not want relinquish your hold. Loved this writing. A gifted work by your poetess' pen.