Mute Muse
Where are you lingering?
you hide your fiery trail;
inspiration gleaming bright
grows dim and deathly pale.
Secret whispered phrases,
hand over mouth are held
captive in a stagnant soul,
pure drops in fountains failed.
Beyond release tormented,
behind restraining bars
waiting for the night to swell
and birth abundant stars.
Copyright, September 27, 2014
Faye Lanham Gibson
Copyright © Faye Gibson | Year Posted 2014
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