"The Lacemaker’s Muse"
There in my heart
the Lacemaker spins a web
The Muse trapped
in Halls of Mirrors
turning heads
Tired Bees Buzzing
Honey for Loving
Time for sleep
Time for bed
Who is a muse?
Amuse a muse
She is in me
She is in you
A Lacemaker
spinning her web
Who is a muse?
Amuse a muse
You are there somewhere
in Horizons of Forests
a strange creature
hidden within
Mountains of Blue
(Lovejoy-Burton, August 2018)
“To be a muse is to be a wonder in someone else's eyes, flaws and all.”
L.H. Cosway, Still Life with Strings
“The loveliest Muse in the world does not feed her owner; these girls make fine mistresses but terrible wives”
Alfred de Vigny, Stello
“I am my own muse. I am the subject I know best. The subject I want to know better.”
Frida Kahlo
“Often the inspiration to write music comes from the voices in your head. You’re not crazy. Just be thankful they are not making you rescue people in 20-degree weather at 2:30 in the morning in the forest.”
Shannon L. Alder
Categories:
lacemaker, imagery, love, muse, mystery,
Form: Romanticism
I am from those moments
George Ella Lyon
I am Made of This
I am from the isolation of pioneer spirits-
an ancient beekeeper- a vintage lacemaker
I am from a land of dancing brolgas -
and Rainbow Serpents
I am from agapanthus and flyblown windows-
I am from sunlight bathing shadows
the fluid drain of time- crisp July mornings
I am from the veins in leaves -
butterfly wings
I am from the sudden clutch-
of sad departings
I am from threadbare curtains-
the crystal charity of others
I am from pure grief-
all this
and the breath of stolen dreams
written 5/10/2009
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101 in a ROW contest -4
Contest Judged: 7/27/2016 9:30:00 PM
Sponsored by: Poet Destroyer A
6th Place
Categories:
lacemaker, absence, child, family, girl,
Form: Bio