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His Muse

His Muse

A Poem by Calypso
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I need to publish something. Note, this is babble.

"

With the mind glistening.

My muse gone! My passion,

withheld from my soul. I can say

I’d rather see the sun dance, and call

his name then write of the feelings he creates.

What words can I say that matters?

How can I whoa, when I need the solitude.

I would rather love him then than another man.

He stimulates my mind, and the snow on my window seal

reminds me of then love was the sickness, and

hate was the cure.

 

 

 

© 2012 Calypso


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Keep up the awesome work! :)

Posted 10 Years Ago


I love this! I can relate to this so easily....... Nice write!

Posted 10 Years Ago


"call his name, then write of the feelings he creates.." This line really stuck out for me, just lovely dear.

Posted 10 Years Ago


very nice

Posted 10 Years Ago


Wow. This is pretty good! The imagery is amazing! Keep up the awesome work! :)

Posted 10 Years Ago


Excellent work!

Posted 10 Years Ago


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Beautiful poem! I loved the message behind it! Well penned and good use of punctuation:)

Posted 10 Years Ago


I appreciate the message you created, even through babble. ;) Great writing.

Posted 10 Years Ago


This is a very good babble, if I may say so.

Posted 10 Years Ago



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I'm a full time college student, part time worker. I'm two years away from my bsw! In my free time I read, write and sim. Check out my tumblr blogs some time. http://emmy-1127.tumblr.com/ more..

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