Muse

Remembering times long gone
Made present by the words of a song
Feeling the nostalgic energy...

I've seen deep into the filth of man
Places only demons go
I've peered upon the dangerous...

Poetry is my lady

She claims my heart and soul

Poetry is my faithful muse

Without...

Please Greek Muse
of sacred song
come down and see me
bonce off the lights
fly...

Look at me
Look into my eyes
sing to me
sweet-sounding
pleasant
soft,...

My dead muse is a lover, a goddess an aberration

a half-forgotten dream, an ill-begotten...

Pray be still, have I found you here
Where sweet innocence so often reappears
Your sacred...

Their name, their years, revealed by the titular muse
These pleasing yet anxious beings, injecting...

It's hard to write poetry when emotions are unreachable -

When the heart burns itself out and is...

Clio

History was named

Euterpe

tune my guitar

Thalia

put on my...

A muse named Angie

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The poetry stopped for me
my pen ran dry.
I...

She was a poet
I was her muse
she chained me
with words.
that saddened
...

I wrote on your vinyl - in green ink - your favourite colour,
- Love Em*
I don't want you to...

I may deny you once but nigh
When God did slowly
Protest
And opened my heart
...

If she was to drown her sorrow's
Within a bottle of gin,
Would you still face her,
...

Where are you now, sweet muse?

The moon is in bloom

while the night holds endless promises...

The sound of it
Passing by , so gentle
Never judgemental
It never quits

You...