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My Beloved Quill

The planets they have aligned,
but in my poem, you will not find.

Scented candles burn on my table,
and still, I am not able.

My quill is full, with blue ink,
my mind is free now to think.

Why has my muse abandoned me?
Cannot she see I wait ready?

As silhouettes dance in the light,
still uninspired to simply write.

Once my pen skipped freely,
in the meadows of poetry.

Copyright © White Wolf | Year Posted 2017

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Andrea Dietrich Date: 9/14/2017 8:36:00 PM Oh, how did I miss this gem from earlier? I just love the last couplet. The imagery is fantastic there as well as with the rest of the imagery in your little poem! Is it for silhouettes contest? Login to Reply White Wolf Date: 9/14/2017 9:02:00 PM No, I'm not doing any contests these days. Thank you, Andrea /|\

Kim Rodrigues Date: 8/23/2017 7:12:00 AM I can see the image and feel the frustration as you wait for inspiration. Love the silhouettes dancing in the light! Congrats, WW! Login to Reply

Freddie Robinson Jr. Date: 8/22/2017 12:38:00 PM Well said by Chuck. This poem bemoans the absence of your precious muse, WW. Hope it returns w/exponentially more creative ink in that talented pen of yours. Melancholy yet yearning passion write. May your pen write star bright poetry again soon. Love and peace, my friend. Login to Reply

Chuck Melugin Date: 8/22/2017 10:11:00 AM Dear Wolf. We all spend time in the prison of poetry....In cell 13 on Writer's Block! No food for thought there! You wrote it to the moon! Chuck Login to Reply

Barry Stebbings Date: 8/21/2017 6:43:00 AM Exactly how I feel at the moment, WW. I hope you find your muse soon. // Barry Login to Reply

Scott Thirtyseven Date: 8/20/2017 8:34:00 AM Oh that last stanza is simple excellent. A brilliant way to end such an excellent write. Login to Reply

Roy Pett Date: 8/19/2017 10:00:00 AM Brilliant couplet WW, any short loss of your muse would be a massive loss to us that are inspired by your poetry. Great write. :)) Login to Reply

Lenna Walker Date: 8/19/2017 9:53:00 AM I get sad when this happens to me, and it DOES. I just hope it doesn't last long ...... for any writer :) Well put WW, even with an 'absent' muse :) Login to Reply

Joanna Daniel Date: 8/17/2017 7:25:00 AM You still have produced a beauty here, WW:) I'm awed:) Login to Reply

Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart Date: 8/16/2017 1:22:00 PM I understand and share your sentiment. Nothin' to say but "I hear ya" :) xomo Login to Reply

Patricia Cresswell Date: 8/16/2017 11:15:00 AM Smiling prodigiously. The experience of being abandoned by the muse is so irking especially when you have everything prepared and are in the mood. That is when she drops you off the cliff. I have fallen in love with the last stanza, so whisful. I know this experience well. Thank you for putting into words. My explanation is a little raunchy and not for delicate eyes, Login to Reply

Tim Smith Date: 8/16/2017 6:03:00 AM She's there....let her rest until the time is right...until then learn some new songs Login to Reply White Wolf Date: 8/16/2017 6:50:00 AM I'll be jamming again Sunday night, thanks Tim Tam Man /|\

Darren White Date: 8/16/2017 12:52:00 AM Come back to the meadow of poetry my friend, it will return, it sometimes happens to all of us! Login to Reply White Wolf Date: 8/16/2017 6:47:00 AM Yes, it does I suppose /|\

Susan Ashley Date: 8/15/2017 10:28:00 PM Ohh, the poet's pain is not in vain for you shall rise to write again! White Wolf, a tender and poignant write. I thoroughly enjoyed your muse.., or lack thereof... :) Login to Reply White Wolf Date: 8/16/2017 6:47:00 AM Haha, thanks a lot, Susan /|\