to my Muse

to my Muse

A Poem by Emily B
"

a passing fancy

"

I am a plain brown bird

singing off-kilter

through the darkness.

I wonder at your tribute

as it wafts upward

on these cold nights.

Those words

make me stronger

than I am.

 

My heart flutters

at the starshine heat.

 

May be

     I will fly . . .

© 2009 Emily B


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What stood out the most to me was the "may be".
That line was special because you didn't simply write "maybe". You spaced it out.
"May" you used as an expression of wish.
"Be" you used in expression to exist.

That was amazing. I have to admit.
Sometime the little things stand out the most. Brilliant work. :}


Posted 11 Years Ago


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I have only ever seen you fly Emily dear.

Posted 1 Year Ago


Emily B

1 Year Ago

I am so practical these days. I hardly ever fly anymore.
alan peter kelly

1 Year Ago

I'm lucky. I have multiple disciplines. Though, I'm concentrating a little more on literature these .. read more
Oh yeah, this is a excellent twist. We think of the muse as a island that we dance around, or the cookie jar we can't keep our hand out of.
You have switched it all around as your words give beauty to the singer's song.
With this new wisdom, I say to my fellow poets let our words add life to our muse and never just take.
I will be reading this one again.


Posted 2 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Emily B

2 Years Ago

Thank you very much!
It does make one wonder: where do these thoughts, ideas, words come from?!
I like your reference to the "plain brown bird."
Tom

Posted 2 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Emily B

2 Years Ago

Hard not to find a muse surrounded my poets the way I once was :)
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These few words gave me goose bumps -- an unexpected pleasure! It meant to me the impact that such a small kindness can have on a seemingly "inconsequential" [if there IS such a thing] being . . . so much so that the plain little bird felt she could not just fly, but soar. In these times, I know I feel like that plain brown bird -- a creature of inconsequence. Heartfelt write, Emily.

Posted 2 Years Ago


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Emily B

2 Years Ago

Much love to you!
j

2 Years Ago

And back to you. x
These words fill me with hope & true..... Neville

Posted 2 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

You indeed will fly again. Maybe we will both fly.

Posted 2 Years Ago


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Emily B

2 Years Ago

Absolutely we will
light and ashes

2 Years Ago

:) I am praying and crossing my fingers!
That is sometimes all it takes to realize that maybe we are more than we think. There a lot of plain brown birds that flock to sites like this and get those supportive moments that make us better. Great writing and so good to see you again as well!!!

Posted 2 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

she is lucky to have found you as her voice

Posted 8 Years Ago


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what a lovely write! excellent!

Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Emily is one of the poets I often look at, simply because she writes very well. And it was clever of me to look at this, a fine poem. I really like off-kilter, and starshine heat is great, a seeming contradiction, but the more you look at this line the more you realise it fits exactly.Excellent.

Posted 8 Years Ago


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