Chetta Achara Poet Monchielle Stanza

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Calliope Teaching Orpheus, Alexandre-Auguste Hirsch, 1865

Calliope

Calliope the muse 
goddess of all that rhymes,
lead me on a pathway 
to the garden where sweet 
words grow in your bright ray

Calliope the muse,
sister of all music, 
song and dance, enchant me,
pick up your lyre and play
in the mystical key.

Calliope the muse
of the beautiful voice,
the mother of sirens;
lover of gods and kings,
your home is asylum.

Calliope the muse,
let your voice be my voice,
together we will charm
stubborn rocks, change the course
of rivers and rejoice.

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Hilda Greenhough February 17, 2024 at 4:21 PM This is beautiful. Your poem is the second monchielle stanza I have read, and I think it rocks. Thanks for such rhyme to my ears. Chetta Achara February 17, 2024 at 5:58 PM Thank you. It is quite a challenge for me to write in rhyme, but I think I'm getting better at it.