MINE

possession

MINE

Unparalleled, the muse breathes solely for my being

She is my shadow, sequestered in my imaginary bubble

None can gaze, nor touch

She blurs to strangers

Albeit to me, clear as a gold-framed mirror

She follows my tap dance feet, my swing arms

To places unknown

Heals my weaknesses

Avails my strength

As I am thin-boned, fragile

Sustains my ill-fated desires

Speaks to me in in tender tones

muse bubble shall burst

Upon my demise

 

 

 

Author's Note

POSSESSION; Is it overly passionate or a disorder??
Thank you for reading

Reviews

[NotUsinganymore]

Very nice poem, i read it like it was about falling to sinful desires.

[Betty Hermelee]

Your interpretation is wonderful!!
Thanks for reading!!!

[NotUsinganymore]

Thank you.

[mattavelli]

Hello, Betty! :)
This is lovely. I wish my muse were more like yours.
I suppose anything that is described as "overly" could be labeled a disorder..

[Betty Hermelee]

Thanks for your review. always appreciated,
Best, Betty

[Poetic Beauty]

Our muses are each unique for sure.

My muses lives within my creativity inside my mind. Sometimes she is soft and flowy but most often mine screams at me in exclamations and is relentless. Oh and let’s not forget stubborn. Sometimes I have an idea of what I want to write and she’s like nope not today. Lol

[Betty Hermelee]

Thanks for reading!! I have your list of poems and I will read every one!!! Best, B

[Poetic Beauty]

Take your time. I write almost everyday. I have probably over five poems started at the moment.

[Betty Hermelee]

WOW, that's great....I'm still plodding along, but I really appreciate you reviews!

[Poetic Beauty]

I made a vow to myself a few months ago to write everyday even if it’s only a sentence