Hour 23: Conjuring the Muses

You abandoned me

Before midnight struck

At the end of it all

Leaving me on the edge of

Sweet desire

Beyond my grasp

 

We’ve traveled this worn road

Together before

Through metaphor

Around imagery

With rhythm and rhyme

 

Now you’re gone

Disappeared with all my senses

My clear eyes now red

From sleepless hours

And all my clever words

That used to play

On the tips of my fingers

And flow into the lines

Mocking me in invisible ink

 

If I name you

And pay you homage

Will you come back?

Will you return me to completeness?

 

Calliope, Erato

Calling you back

Polyhymnia, Thalia

I need you now

Terpsichore

Will you amuse me, please?

Again?

2 thoughts on “Hour 23: Conjuring the Muses

  1. “We’ve traveled this worn road
    Together before
    Through metaphor
    Around imagery
    With rhythm and rhyme”

    A vivid mind picture painted for even the one who haven’t worked that road to see.

    The poem’s call to a repeat experience is strong. It’s a song that knows exactly how it wants to sing.

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