Daniel Turner Poet Sonnet

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Muse On the Loose

My muse is on the loose in this blank page
At times I search for hours between these lines
An open notebook is an open cage
And when she leaves she's very hard to find

I try arousing her to no avail
With doodles in the margin killing time
I'll take a break, go out and check the mail
But she remains as silent as a mime

And yet I know that she will soon return
She's staring from this paper now at me
I guess you'd think by now that I should learn
When inspiration comes then there she'll be

She seems to come out when it's late at night
And always wakes me up and makes me write



    original poem by Daniel Turner

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Elissa Quigley September 16, 2016 at 10:39 AM This one blew me away. you ar an amazing writer! Daniel Turner September 18, 2016 at 2:26 PM Thank you, Elissa. I am glad you like my little poem. I appreciate your kind words and support.

Phillip Garcia September 9, 2016 at 5:15 AM Ha! Perfect - this coming from someone who just skipped going to sleep so as to write on the missing muse. I admire how you're able to speak so clearly in your sonnets. I always feel like I have marbles in my mouth or that I'm stuck somewhere between 1650 and 1950. Well done Daniel Turner September 9, 2016 at 10:24 AM Thank you Phillip. That's quite a compliment from someone I admire. I appreciate your kind comments and am always glad to see you, as you always leave your smile:)

Andrea Dietrich September 6, 2016 at 10:38 PM I really enjoyed this one, Daniel. Why not for the contest?? Daniel Turner September 6, 2016 at 11:08 PM Thank you Andrea. We've been over that already, remember? I always enjoy your visits and belated happy birthday. Virgos are supposed to be smart and perfectionists, filled with love and good intentions. Sounds like you!

Tom Quigley September 6, 2016 at 9:08 PM Awesome! Meter, rhyme, humor, and no doubt, truth! Daniel Turner September 6, 2016 at 9:23 PM thanks Tom. Really great to see you. So glad you dropped by. I appreciate your friendly comments. Always fun to share a smile:)

Eve Roper September 6, 2016 at 6:16 PM Very good, Daniel, someone else told me the same thing... I hate to be woken up to a thought....:( Hugs Daniel Turner September 6, 2016 at 7:17 PM happens to me all of the time. Sure is nice to see you today Mrs Eve. Is it hot enough in Texas for you? It was a hot one here today. I appreciate your time and friendly visits. Drop in anytime:)

Winged Warrior September 6, 2016 at 4:01 PM You hit the nail right on the head Daniel with this great write...enjoyed it my friend...and I'm still lost in space...can you throw me an anchor lol...god bless...^WW^ Daniel Turner September 6, 2016 at 5:13 PM Thanks for coming back to earth for a bit Wingman. Your visits are "heavenly". Lol I am glad you liked my little poem:):)

Jolene Cheyney September 6, 2016 at 10:33 AM My poems Kitty-cornered Jaguar, Cold-blooded Diabetes, and Mute Speech came about by the following method when my muse decided to evade. I make lists of random words each 10 words long. First Column adjectives second column nouns. Just open the dictionary at random putting your finger down with your eyes closed and selecting the nearest noun or adjective as needed. Then pair of the two columns one adjective and one noun. The randomness of the pairings can do wonders to spark your imagination. Daniel Turner September 6, 2016 at 11:52 AM Unfortunately, prodding my muse makes her very angry. She comes and goes as she pleases. I appreciate the ideas, which I may experiment with and also appreciate the very friendly visits. Jolene Cheyney September 6, 2016 at 10:57 AM At least then, you're not stuck staring at a blank sheet of paper. There's something concrete written on it to start with.

Mike Hauser September 6, 2016 at 8:07 AM Love your rhymes my friend! Daniel Turner September 6, 2016 at 9:24 AM Thanks Mike. I feel the same about you my friend.

Joanna Daniel September 6, 2016 at 4:40 AM Well, now that's how our muses work, don't they? So well expressed, Daniel:) A #7 from me:) Daniel Turner September 6, 2016 at 7:28 AM That's how mine works, unfortunately.Thanks for dropping in Jo. It's always my pleasure.

Tim Smith September 5, 2016 at 4:55 PM A finicky girl you have there DT. Does she make you eat a bowl of ice cream too when you wake? Daniel Turner September 5, 2016 at 5:30 PM Sometimes. Sometimes she makes me eat a sandwich or cereal. She's not really picky late at night. Thanks for dropping by Tim. It's always a pleasure.

Sara Kendrick September 5, 2016 at 4:48 PM Cute one Daniel..I used to wake up in the night with thoughts running around but it is not happening that much anymore..Thanks for stopping by..Sara Daniel Turner September 5, 2016 at 5:28 PM Mrs Sara, did you get up and write them down? I always do. Sometimes the next morning I read it and wonder where it came from. I'm so glad you dropped in. The welcome mat is always out:):)

Jerry T Curtis September 5, 2016 at 4:42 PM This is Beautiful Buddy, I am feeling what you are saying-----but then I alway do. PS He/She also makes me write Daniel Turner September 5, 2016 at 5:26 PM Thank you, Jerry for the friendly visit. I have a name for her but i can't say it here. Lol Thanks for leaving a smile:)

Sandra Haight September 5, 2016 at 2:36 PM I love your Sonnet, Daniel! Amazing how you capture what we all feel when our 'muse' goes on the loose! I know about that 'late at night' thing too! Wish you would submit this to the contest...too good not to! Sandra Daniel Turner September 5, 2016 at 3:20 PM Thank you Mrs Sandra. You forget, I read your poem! I appreciate the vote of confidence but I'm going to have to pass. Thank you so much for stopping and leaving a smile:)

John Hamilton September 5, 2016 at 12:47 PM Great write Daniel, I find the same thing happens to me, I try to write and then when I'm ready for bed, boom a raging river of words and I have to get up and write. Thought I was the only one. Daniel Turner September 5, 2016 at 3:16 PM Not hardly, John. I think it probably happens to a lot of us. mainly because when we turn out the lights and clear our minds, that's when fresh ideas come out. I appreciate your time and your fun comments.

Janice Canerdy September 5, 2016 at 12:27 PM A 7 for this well-written, entertaining sonnet, Daniel! Canerdy Daniel Turner September 5, 2016 at 3:14 PM Thank you Janice. I am grateful for the visit and the high marks:)