Invoking the Muses
...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 in ignominy.
Inspire me with...
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Categories:
kithara, hope, inspiration, longing, love,
Form: Sonnet
Sing, Goddess
...Sing, O Goddess, of my petulant wrath.
That which I’ve failed to address for so long.
Speak and guide my hand to express
The words of extremity needed to voice:
Passions of violent nature perfo...
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Categories:
kithara, art, beauty, blessing, for
Form: Classicism
Apollo's Butterfly
...The Sun was on a rippling brook,
while the leaves on the trees,
by the wind were shook.
On the mossy floor,
a fire danced.
On the breeze a golden butterfly pranced.
Underneath a laurel,
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Categories:
kithara, imagination, inspirational, people, places,
Form: I do not know?