mousai

I thought of this while imagining her reciting her poetry to me

When she reads to me in moonlight dreaming harmonies

there is an effervescence of crackling seascapes,

her vocals are never bridged, well in pools

by the foot of our bed as spectrums calm

in spirals of cool, viscid oils,

and her breath of perfume abiding in alabaster 

allows me the sweet release of thought

only hearing the coherence of her lips,

refrains in the Mousai's artistic spheres.

My eyes saccade her form as she reads to me her poetry,

claiming her, donning my thoughts, my illustrious desires,

attempting to ship what is left of my unclaimed love

within the banks of her well writ poesies, 

her verses hung ornamentally speak to me

in formal imitations of ancient poets

invoking the muses Erato and Euterpe.

Her demure while she reads in esoteric tongues 

allows my infatuated ears,

pillowed comfortably by her charming singsong,

to regress as water from ice, freed to steam again,

liberated to fly by each stanza,

freed of Augean interpretation, 

satisfied by graceful suspire,

her lyrics so blessed by the Mousai.

Author's Note

Of the nine muses Erato was erotic poetry and Euterpe, lyric poetry.

Reviews

[jacob erin-cilberto]

her poetry can make me do anything...just to hear her, just to breathe her in...her body is poetry, her mind is poetry, her voice soothes me, comforts me, i want to lie beside it.

beautiful stuff here.

[m.s.early]

Indeed Jacob. Thank you for your review :)

[Frieda P]

Breathtakingly beautiful read xavier, there's always such depth to your words than enthralls me. Favorite, going on the shelf toot sweet!

[m.s.early]

Thank you so much Frieda :)

[DaughterNature]

I think I like the situation you present here, although some of the phrasing feels run-on but simultaneously incomplete. And I couldn't get past the descriptor "monotone" in the first stanza, because that word invokes such an unpleasant image; how could her reading her own poetry to you in monotone happen, and how could it possibly be pleasant?

[m.s.early]

Perhaps you could be open minded enough to trust the narrator's imagination. I've been to many spoken word events and sometimes it seems the reader's tone never fluctuates, but the depth and beauty of the piece is yet conveyed.

I thought I supported it well enough by referring to it again as singsong which again stresses monotone and steady cadence.

Obviously, her voice could sound like nails on a chalkboard and her breath could smell of radishes, and the lover would still be as enthralled. ;-)

[DaughterNature]

Oh, I completely understand that love overrules whatever the voice might sound like. It's just: monotone = (of a voice or other sound) unchanging in pitch; without intonation or expressiveness, whereas sing-song = (of a person's voice) having a repeated rising and falling rhythm and intonation.

No insult meant, I was merely pointing out a linguistic inconsistency.

Best always,
DN

[Mockingbird]

this is a cozy moment i picture in bed right before going to sleep or succumbing to other activites. he seems to find her poetry comforting and and tries to distract himself of his desires while listening to her recite. he imagines her poetry to be influenced by erato and euterpe.

this is an inspired piece that captures a moment and also expounds the provenance of her poetry. i don't know who the mousai is.

[m.s.early]

Perhaps the moment could lead to succumbing indeed :)

[Beccy]

A beautiful moment and so creatively penned. I love the gentle images conjured up by this lovely poem.

Beccy.

[m.s.early]

Thank you so very much Beccy :)

[Vidya Bacchus]

Your poetry Xavier has a haunting feel to the gorgeous words you have penned.My you have surpassed yourself with this one and you were already so good :P(for old times sake lol)

[DIVYA]

Written so beautifully and artistically...My favorites are...

"Her demure while she reads in esoteric tongues

allows my infatuated ears,

pillowed comfortably by her charming singsong,

to regress as water from ice, freed to steam again,

liberated to fly by each stanza,

freed of Augean interpretation,

satisfied by graceful suspire,

her lyrics so blessed by the Musae"


This write is definitely a treat for your avid readers!

[m.s.early]

Your reviews are so lovely, Divya. Thank you so much :)

[DIVYA]

You are most welcome Xavier. Your poetry is exceptional.