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For Sotto Poet contest.

18 September 2023

"Oh my muse,
you were my Spring,
my forever love,
but you did not even come back for a goodbye"

As cotton clouds fade under blank blackness, I sigh as stars stare at my moon. My breathless quill feels no pulse, but it beats, unable to find admiration for an empty page. I bleed tears. I've not yet cried like wailing walls, through expressions with silent connotations, where my life resembles personified poetry. But, not all verses are expressed effortlessly, as my muse's heart is misplaced in mahogany mist. Once, I used to sprinkle magic over dead roses, but my chiseled charm is now at war with words, wandering among weeds in my withering flower garden. Vinegary rain with sour snow has immolated my vocabulary's flaming blooms, as memorable metaphors abandon me. Pierced from thorns worn from a crown of sonnets, I fear myself when my rhymes feel like childish crimes. Now I cry without tears, a lifeless poet, lost in a paradise of vivid imagery, but powerless to write verses with substance, so I let my words rest in peace - deceased.

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I Am Anaya

Date: 9/25/2023 1:05:00 PM

My favorite, the third stanza, amazing usage of words woven, no I don't think there is a missing muse, on the contraire. Congratulations on your win!

Valsa George

Date: 9/22/2023 8:30:00 PM

As you fear, your muse has never deserted you ! So why shed meaningless tears? She is very much with you, may be an unseen presence moving your quill. This very poem is evidence of her mighty presence.

Shadow Hamilton

Date: 9/22/2023 1:04:00 PM

Dear Silent This is excellent woven with deep emotion I felt for your muse hugs Shadow

Sotto Poet

Date: 9/21/2023 6:03:00 PM

Dear Silent, your exceptional piece on a great subject was truly enlightening. The vivid imagery, skillful employment of metaphors, and compelling arguments showcased in your writing are truly magnificent. Congratulations on your well-deserved win.

Victor Buhagiar

Date: 9/21/2023 1:21:00 AM

Your muse has never abandoned you. So much imagery and use of metaphors. Your alliteration as usual is impeccable.

Paige Hind

Date: 9/20/2023 2:34:00 PM

Believe me, you do not need to stop writing. This is beautiful. :)

Joe Dimino

Date: 9/20/2023 7:22:00 AM

"I bleed tears. I've not yet cried like wailing walls," -- Wow, great line! "Once, I used to sprinkle magic over dead roses," -- richly imaginative. Great inspiring poetic read. Thank you for sharing.

Juliet Ligon

Date: 9/19/2023 5:37:00 PM

Such irony when I read how poetically your words flow. Seems like your muse is not dead at all to write something so powerful, but you did convey the topic well.

Phyllis Babcock

Date: 9/19/2023 10:46:00 AM

WOW you hit that right on the head on. Mine does not want to come out to play and seems to be hiding in the shadows. A long and dry spell but hopefully not dead. Yours is alive with this awesome piece. love phyl

Sandra Adams

Date: 9/19/2023 9:32:00 AM

wow... oh dear poet your muse did not abandon you like mine did me... yours is strong and singing beautifully now, even if she did take a small vacation away, she's back with a vengence...i am trying to coax mine out to play... perhaps one day too she will sing strong without being force fed... powerful wonderful poem!!!! hugs

Joanna Daniel

Date: 9/19/2023 1:49:00 AM

Wow! If a dead muse can produce such beauty, then I'd gladly kill mine:) awesome poetry, SO:)

Mystic Rose Rose

Date: 9/18/2023 6:29:00 PM

no muse on earth would ever dare leave a poet like you, you are made of muse sustenance dear poet friend, never forget your worth :)

Sara Kendrick

Date: 9/18/2023 4:47:00 PM

Wow!! Those last four lines are very emotive and expressive ones. I see you definitely haven't lost the muse's touch yet. Thanks for sharing and for dropping by my page. I guess this must be for a contest because I have seen several of these, if so, it reads like a good contender to me. Way to go. Sara

Kim Rodrigues

Date: 9/18/2023 3:32:00 PM

Blank blackness, mahogany mist… I used to sprinkle magic over dead roses - really that whole verse! Rest In Peace…oh no your poetry transcends. <3

Anne-Lise Andresen

Date: 9/18/2023 1:56:00 PM

- Your mouse heart will never be misplaced ... your poetry will always be blooming no matter the season ... will grow like in a grandmother's garden that is always impressive ... a wonderful poem, S.O. :) - hugs

Sam Scott

Date: 9/18/2023 12:37:00 PM

Blimey.. this cuts to the heart.."Now I cry without tears, a lifeless poet.." oof, been there but then.. "so I let my words rest in peace - deceased" Oh the pain of a poet lost for words

Ink Empress

Date: 9/18/2023 8:58:00 AM

Whoa what a powerful write, but i refuse to believe this would ever be true for you, cus you breathe poetry silent one, your muse may wander for a while but surely finds you right when you least expect it. I love so many lines in this really my fave is “ from a crown of sonnets” that line stood out for me “ when my rhymes feel like childish crimes” ooh! “ i do believe you are lost in a paradise of vivid imagery too! “ so i let my words rest in peace” This is a fave for me and surely a winner!

Silent One
Date: 9/18/2023 11:48:00 AM

I really don't know anymore.. as you know I am my biggest critic... sadly time is also my nemesis is so many ways.. Thank you for your comment.

Charlotte Puddifoot

Date: 9/18/2023 8:13:00 AM

well let's hope the words never rest in peace, but that they continue to stir the readers..

Silent One
Date: 9/18/2023 11:48:00 AM

yes as poets prepare their pens.. Thank you.

Regina Mcintosh

Date: 9/18/2023 8:08:00 AM

I am quite sure your muse is still alive and well, with breathless words like these. God bless you friend, much love, Gina

Silent One
Date: 9/18/2023 11:50:00 AM

I'm really not sure anymore to be honest.. Thank you for always supporting me..

Vijay Pandit

Date: 9/18/2023 7:29:00 AM

Once, I used to sprinkle magic over dead roses, but my chiseled charm is now at war with words, wandering among weeds in my withering flower garden--Your muse is very much alive my friend--weaving words in beautiful tapestries. A brilliant creation, SO.

Silent One
Date: 9/18/2023 11:50:00 AM

Thank you Vijay, appreciate your support.

John Oldham

Date: 9/18/2023 7:20:00 AM

Excellent!

Silent One
Date: 9/18/2023 11:57:00 AM

thanks

Robert Lindley

Date: 9/18/2023 6:09:00 AM

I am back to read this very fine poetry yet again. My muse has left me three times in the past 52 years. Left once for well over a year! And it was a bag of immensely torturous sorrows each time. This is true gem and a fine fav for me my friend. God bless you.

Silent One
Date: 9/18/2023 12:10:00 PM

I'm glad your muse returned, this place would not be the same without you..

Tom Woody

Date: 9/18/2023 6:03:00 AM

Ha! Your muse gifted you with one last burst of poetic inspiration before passing on. This is sublime. Those last four lines portray a vivid portrait of an artist who has lost the inspiration or motivation to create. A death of sorts. Kudos

Tom Woody
Date: 9/18/2023 1:48:00 PM

I remember when you first joined and I asked about your moniker. Your reply? Silent no more

Silent One
Date: 9/18/2023 12:11:00 PM

Yes, but it will never be a suicide of speech.. Thank you.