an ode to my lovely muse.

It is a prayer every writer makes to his/her muse and to the gods of words at least once in a lifetime.

Oh, ye gods of words,

mightier than knives and swords,

listen to me as I say,

fill me with words, I pray.

Words twisted like grapevines, 

lost in black curves and lines.

Words as clear as crystal stones,

as old as time-bleached bones.

Words as new as global warming,

Words as grand as bastille storming.

 

Now, ye gods, let this be done and said,

fill me with words, fill them in my head.

Let them tinkle, let them scream,

or flow like a sea bream.

Let them babble, let them bicker,

let them weep, let them snicker.

Let them inflame,  let them simmer,

let them shine, let them glimmer, 

let them ripen, let them sweeten,

before they are done with and eaten.

Musical words with rhythm,  assonance, rhyme

fill me with words of forgotten time.

Words of far-off coasts and bays,

let me forget my salad days.

Oh, ye gods, listen to me as I exclaim,

fill me with words, wild and tame.

Make me your minstrel, let me sing,

let the words buzz, let them ring.

Quaint,  fresh, exotic, banal words-

mightier than knives and swords. 

Fill them in my dreamy sights,

fill them in my insomniac nights.

Fill them in my dusks and dawns,

words as mellow as Scottish lawns.

Fill them till my alarm rings,

fill them till the morning sings.

But after that, 

      Onto a spare bit of parchment,

      let them flow through my pen,

      for talkative words, like these,

      require ears of mortal men.

      

            ***

Author's Note

This is my prayer to my muse. Once, she had gotten particularly lazy and I wrote thisto her.:)

Reviews

[Nusquam Esse]

Not really sure about your addition of Global warming, it seems out of place (if nothing else, cycles of warming and cooling are no new phenomenon.) and makes the rhyme seem forced and contrived. I feel the same about the line 'Salad days', a better rhyme I think would be something about "silence betrays". You are also missing a space after 'weep'. All in all, I think there are more lines than needed, to the point where they start stalling a bit, I would pick out the best lines, and see if you can't cut out maybe 20% of what is in here, so that the gems can shine more?

[Moonie]

Geez, thanks a lot. I wanted the effect of using modern words in lines that remind you of the victorian era to come through, and that is why I have used words like global warming and salad days. Global warming is a pretty new phenomenon. As for the salad days, the poet is (or rather I am) wishing that the muse will help him develop his poetry and let him forget the days when he was an amateur or a novice in the field.
This is my longest poem ever, and one ofmy lovely readers told me that I should add another paragraph. And thank you for poing out the spacing error. Most people just overlook it. Thank you, dearest reader. :))

[John Anderson]

Very nicely done. You have some wonderful lines in this

[Moonie]

Thank you very much, lovely reader.:))

[Cory Barrett]

This sounds to be the prayer of the poet.

[Moonie]

Thank you for the lovely comment. I wrote this when my muse had gotten particularly lazy. =)). Can you give any suggestions for improvement though?:)) because the poem is still under construction.

[willweb]

I am happy to see your muse heard your prayer and understood. I really enjoyed this poem today Moon's Fairest Daughter

[Moonie]

Hahaha. Yeah, she did hear my prayers. Thank you for the comment and im glad you enjoyed the poem.:))

[Moonie]

Can you give any suggestions for improvement though?:)) because the poem is still under construction.

[willweb]

Maybe one more stanza to end it up, but besides that it was wonderful.

[Coyote Poetry]

A beautiful prayer for writing. I like it.
" Onto a spare bit of parchment,
let them flow through my pen,
for talkative words, like these,
require ears of mortal men."
I believe goal of most writers. To be read and understood. Thank you for sharing the outstanding poetry.
Coyote

[Moonie]

Thank you very much, dear coyote. I believe every writer has prayed to the moody and sensitive muse at least once in a life time!

[Coyote Poetry]

Amazing poem and you are welcome.

[Purbleazaleya]

This was flawless! Words can be very powerful, especially when they are written down for all to read for an eternity. I liked how this seemed to have the poise and grace of Victorian era poetry, but still used modern words and metaphors. A thousand kudos to you, my dear, for you have really created a stunning masterpiece!

[Moonie]

That is exactly what I was going for. Modern words presented in the victorian era style. Thank you very much. I am glad you liked it.

[Jennie Baron]

Brilliant! Something any writer can relate to. The structure of this poem is practically flawless and the words flow effortlessly. I truly like this outstanding write and thank you for bringing it to my attention.

[Moonie]

Ma'am, it is an honour you like it. Iam still blushing! Do you have any suggestions, though?

[Jennie Baron]

I truly don't know that I'd change a thing. It's very eloquent.

[Moonie]

Thank you,ma'am. ♥