My Muse

twilights waning moments
and sunrises yet to come
burning away evenings mists
like the fading
of her memory
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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May 22, 2009 at 5:52 PM
Just Lovely.
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April 20, 2009 at 8:40 PM
A very sweet write, and you do it beautifully as always.
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April 17, 2009 at 3:29 AM
a very cute writing, Brain! i love all the lines ... so very nice! ~ Arany
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April 16, 2009 at 12:26 PM
Sunrise and sunsets are often "My Muse," too, Brian. There is little that can compare with nature and the eternal rotation of planets in terms of providing inspiration. And I like the way you compare the "fading of her memory" to the facing of the day. Very nice, Brian!
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