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My Aging Muse

I thought I was a poet who had a pen of gold
But now all of a sudden I’m weary, frail and old.
I thought I was a poet. My pen is of no use.
With teary eyes I whisper to my dejected muse. 


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These lines were posted on 5 June 2015 as
part of my poem "The Poet Who Never Was".
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Contest: Rithimus Divisa
Sponsor: Gregory R. Barden
Placed 3rd

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Angela Crabtree

December 5, 2020 at 4:26 PM

A wonderful write, Paul. You do have a pen of gold ;)

Paul Callus

December 7, 2020 at 2:13 PM

Thank you, Angela...you are too kind:) Regards // paul

Brenda Chiri

May 28, 2019 at 7:31 AM

Paul this was quite beautiful! But my dear sir your pen will never grow old! It will write Golden forever! For if you are old so am I and I don't feel too old lol! Although I am!;) loved this Paul!

Paul Callus

May 28, 2019 at 2:21 PM

Thank you Brenda:) To be honest I don't feel too old either, but there come moments when moods effect our way of thinking. What I know for sure is that the child within us is not bothered with age! Warm regards // paul

Carole Duet

May 24, 2019 at 3:47 PM

You will always be a poet, Paul. This a sad but great piece though. Love it. FAVED Congrats on your placement in the contest too. :D

Paul Callus

May 24, 2019 at 4:14 PM

Thank you for coming back with lovely comments, congrats and a fav, Carole. ~ Enjoy the weekend. Regards // paul

John Gondolf

May 20, 2019 at 4:56 AM

Nicely written, Paul, I can relate to this, congrats. John

Paul Callus

May 20, 2019 at 3:35 PM

Thank you, John; pleased that you found it to your liking. Regards // paul

Andrea Dietrich

May 5, 2019 at 4:05 PM

just now seeing your reply to me on this thread (I have that notification of replies turned off so I have missed many things you probably have commented to me). Yes, I remember the contest to enter our first poem at Soup. I never do well in those contests because my first poem ever was right before Xmas and it was a silly little parody of a little Xmas song. Good day now. Finally I am going to get to my other projects for the day.

Paul Callus

May 20, 2019 at 3:33 PM

Funny how I missed seeing this comment of yours, Andrea! I noticed it thanks to John's visit (above). I am sure that since then you have seen to many other projects of yours :) Goodnight // paul

Robert Lindley

May 5, 2019 at 7:29 AM

I find that your poetry is as strong and exceptional as is your generous and honorable character my great friend! This poem reveals the truth of that in my opinion. Except your pen still runs gold! A fav..

Paul Callus

May 5, 2019 at 1:51 PM

You are too kind, Robert! You too are held in high esteem, my friend. Thank you! Regards // paul

Carole Duet

May 5, 2019 at 1:34 AM

Not true, Paul. You are "young at heart". I can feel it. Your poetry is beautiful as is your pure poet's heart and remember your poetry will live forever...like your sweet soul.

Paul Callus

May 5, 2019 at 1:49 PM

Thank you, Carole. Your lovely encouraging comments and pleasant visit are much appreciated, my friend. ~ Warm regards // paul

Susan Ashley

May 3, 2019 at 6:51 PM

A beautifully expressive stanza from an exceptional poem, Paul. Taken in isolation, this stanza becomes even more poignant. A great choice for the contest and may I add that your pen of gold will never run dry and your shining muse will always be brilliant, my inspiring friend. Warmest wishes and hugs to you.. ~ Susan

Paul Callus

May 5, 2019 at 1:46 PM

Your beautiful and sincere feedback is truly encouraging, Susan. Your second sentence, especially, makes a lot of sense. For us poets, writing is the spice of life...pity we don't always find enough time to pay attention to our muse! ~ Thank you, my friend, for your continuous support. Warm regards & hugs // paul

Mystic Rose Rose

May 1, 2019 at 5:47 AM

You are not old just aging and your pen is working just as good as it did yesterday, I love it, gl in the contest dear Paul. Hope you have a great day xo

Paul Callus

May 3, 2019 at 2:31 PM

Thank you Pixie. Always a pleasure to have you visit. Have a lovely weekend. Buonasera. /x/ paul

Ravi Sathasivam

April 30, 2019 at 6:36 AM

Excellent. You are a blessing poet with golden pen. Enjoyed reading it.

Paul Callus

May 3, 2019 at 3:52 PM

Thank you, Ravi. Your words are appreciated. Regards // paul

Silent One

April 29, 2019 at 1:57 PM

You will always be a poet full of great poetry my friend...

Paul Callus

May 2, 2019 at 10:02 AM

Thank you, S-1. Regards // paul

Charles Messina

April 29, 2019 at 5:51 AM

You are a poet my friend...and a great one at that. Never too old Paul, even if your hands are too frail..your voice can still be heard. God Bless Regards, Charlie

Paul Callus

May 2, 2019 at 9:51 AM

You are too kind, Charlie...thank you! Blessings to you, too. // paul

Manmath Dalei

April 28, 2019 at 10:51 PM

You are having a gold pen till now. Old is always gold and poetry from old poets is always more than gold. Enjoyed ur write, Well penned. Hugs..........//Manmath//

Paul Callus

May 2, 2019 at 9:48 AM

Thank you, Manmath. Best regards // paul

Andrea Dietrich

April 28, 2019 at 4:17 PM

you chose your stanza very well, Paul.. I really like this, and I am seeing many quality poems being entered into this contest, so I think Greg's idea was superb what he had us do!!

Paul Callus

April 29, 2019 at 9:37 AM

Thank you, Andrea. I agree; these types of contests are to be encouraged. Remember when we had to enter our first Soup poem in a contest? ~ Regards // paul

Ralph Sergi

April 27, 2019 at 6:43 PM

A great poem, Paul. Your metabolism has to kick in again! Thanks for your comment on my plan

Paul Callus

April 28, 2019 at 4:47 AM

Thank you, Ralph. Yours is a welcome visit. Regards // paul

FJ Thomas

April 27, 2019 at 3:45 PM

My dear friend you obviously still have a little gold left in that pen ;) I hope you have been well Paul.

Paul Callus

April 27, 2019 at 3:52 PM

What a pleasant surprise, Flo!! I have wondered what had become of you; so pleased to see you back, and being able to read your lovely feedback. Hope you too are keeping well. Warm regards // paul

Besma Riabi Dziri

April 26, 2019 at 6:17 PM

What a beautiful poem, Paul! You have composed a melodious rhyme humming with beauty in the heart of your ardent readers.. though I still see you as a poet who has "a pen of gold" and whose muse fills your heart and inspires! I like your poem and I fave it.. my deepest regards and blessings.

Paul Callus

April 27, 2019 at 8:53 AM

Thank you very much, dear Besma. Your insightful and lovely comments, together with the fav, are much appreciated....so is your encouraging support. Warm regards & blessings // paul

Alexis Y.

April 26, 2019 at 10:39 AM

Hi Paul, What a good entry for the contest. You and your muse is amazing by the way. I wish you the best of luck in the contest. PS, off to read your other poem:-) Alexis

Paul Callus

April 26, 2019 at 3:27 PM

Thank you, Alexis:) Pleased to have you visiting with lovely complimentary words. ~ Regards // paul

Jennifer Proxenos

April 26, 2019 at 3:00 AM

Hi Paul, you certainly don't look it - but for the sake of the contest a great poem. It is our Good Friday today, so we have a busy weekend. We have communion union at 8.00 a.m on Saturday and midnight mass at 12.00 midnight, after which we gather at mine or a friends house for a feast as we fast, some for a month some for a week - my husband and I don't eat meat for a week - the gathering is at a friends house tonight. Poetry hugs, Jennifer.

Paul Callus

April 26, 2019 at 3:23 PM

Thank you for the informative comments, Jenny. I knew that your Easter came a week after ours (old calendar). Over here fasting used to be for 40 days, but nowadays it's compulsory for only two days. ~ Happy Easter...Warm regards & Hugs // paul

W.A. Cholt

April 25, 2019 at 6:20 PM

The muse may sleep for a while; energised, reinvigorated, she'll awaken with a smile. Enjoyed your poem

Paul Callus

April 26, 2019 at 3:18 PM

Thank you for reading, liking and commenting, W.A. Regards // paul

Ilene Bauer

April 25, 2019 at 3:56 PM

i hope you don't really feel like this, paul! i, for one, very much enjoy your poetry, and i know i'm not alone. best of luck in the contest...

Paul Callus

April 25, 2019 at 4:42 PM

Definitely not, Ilene!! My problem is that I don't find enough time to write...too many other priorities. Thank you for a pleasant visit. Regards // paul