I Heard My Muse Singing

I Heard My Muse Singing

When I woke this morning
I woke alone,
and yet my thoughts were kind.
I heard my muse singing
a cheerful tune
while you danced through my mind.

You danced with clever tread
—deft and nimble—
attired in lily-white.
A garland girt your head;
brisk and agile
you danced to my delight.

You spun so skillfully
I was entranced
by your animation,
and spontaneity.
Laughing, you danced
with imagination.

Suddenly you faded
—in a vapor—
before my captive gaze;
then you dissipated
into ether . . .
Sadden the song gay muse.




Poetry by Melie Bacon
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Written on 2012-04-05 at 18:19

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This is a joy to read, and we all need a bit if happiness. My muse is away, with the Spring I feel! Enjoyed this though, very much.
2015-02-08



I want to trade Muses. Mine is not amusing at all, but is always ruining my attempts at poetry (or at least that's the excuse I use).
2012-04-07