Best Mnemosyne Poems

What memories lay in days gone by?
We learn from the past, how, when, why
In order to benefit from ‘then’…
We must record it with paper and...

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O Mnemosyne repugn thy persistent nilling
Shield not thine fenestella from my tarantistic spirit so earnestly
 yearning
Lift thy scialytic veil and evince those furibund relics from...

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1.
Uninvited you come, oh Erato*, you muse of poetry, the 
Majority of the times,
Knocking at my soul’s door at any given moment
Insisting on letting you...

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These Four Muses Sing


These four
 Muses simply pour
Epic words poets eat
 great writes can't be beat

Calliope sent charm and wit
 those favored she made it...

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Coleridge once wrote of the Khan’s pleasure dome
Where Mnemosyne, the mother of muses did roam
And her daughter, Caliope, was the muse of epic poetry 
Gave...

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Fair Angels of Parnassus, Muses Nine,
That on its snowy summit gay recline
With other gods, are haply the cynosure
Of poets whom inspires your sacred ewer,
O'erflow'd with...

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Hippocrene (hip'?-kren‘) is a fountain on Mount Helicon, Greece, sacred to the Muses and
regarded as a source of poetic inspiration. 
Mnemosyne (nemoz'ini) is a titan...

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I had a heart, 
that now has gone from me
Into a world,
and across a sea.

A newborn heart,
who slept upon my breast
As unpracticed breath
pulsed his tiny...

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Sonnet VII – Invoking The Muses

I call the daughters of Mnemosyne:
Sweet Erato, your kithara solo -
Dearest Euterpe, your aulos blow -
So my words won’t die...

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SILENCE

Articulations bound by another’s place.
Maw silenced, no expressions from this face.
Inarticulate, the lingna moves not for Beauty.
Vocal cords caught, a voice sought.
Yet no lyrical, poetic...

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The Gods above are 
playing a vicious trick by 
only giving me

big sips to drink from 
Mnemosyne instead of 
few drops of Lethe....

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Standing on a cliff, it feels as if you are a cloud, high above the world.
Lush forests can be seen, full of every creature and...

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Poems about Poets I


The Wonder Boys
by Michael R. Burch

for Leslie Mellichamp

The stars were always there, too-bright cliches:
scintillant truths the jaded world outgrew
as baffled poets winged...

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Many a man may muse…
Like lust for Mnemosyne and Zeus’s daughters…

To specify the significance,
Nay the beauty of ONLY one,
Would set the hearts of the rest...

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"There was a clear pool with water like silver
where mountain goats never resorted
nor shepherds drove their flocks."  *


By the crystal pool a mild flower...

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