April Muse Poems

Clouds of grey hues,
Swim across the air above. 
A dove is flying high,
Racing to reach his nest below. 

You can feel the rain, 
Drizzling droplets...

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Written: April 14, 2024

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Outside the...

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Oh my misunderstood muse - 
love and life;
It's not just a hobby -
It's my dream,
but demons in my mind 
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My favored Muse
mysteriously asks
muted
kinda sexist
win/lose 
either/or 
complex bilateral questions.

Oppositional
defiant
nearly despairing quests
exploring why I have yet to find
Faith
Hope
or delightful Joy
as names for a boy

Who might be...

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my muse -

departed …

sometimes reality squeezes you dry,

and breathes you away with the dust …

words, beings, cadences,

the gists of the gloaming -

gone …

so …

just write.









Copyright...

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When
Poetry's something that's unexplainable
Where the minds willing the pen is able
Just as an author beginning a book
With one word an intriguing novel’s struck.  ...

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Piercing the sunrise with demanding thorns
Risking the gentle for the rainfall’s nurturing kiss,
Falling over the crimson, the soft tangerine and pink
Echoing the whispers of wind’s...

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Precious promises, prayers, psalms - Spiritual songs, silent souls – a still, small voice




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April 7, 2023

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as the wind stirs, blows
away dust of starry night
glistening, glitter





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April 3, 2023

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In the quiet of a summer night,
Hope rises like the stardust sprinkles
Coloring the sky with music,
Spoken aloud like a poem who stirs
The winds, the rain,...

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My muse is on fire, she burns at the stake 
  guilty of poetasting, and glaring mistakes
  Inferior rhymes with old Monoku outtakes...

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Water surrounds him,
The moving water awakens his prowess,
The unruffled flow in the dead of night eases his sleep,
After being awakened by his muse,
He needs to...

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Give the devil his due,
for he does not give up.
Each ego ploy is new,
serpentine in approach,
clinging to heart like glue.

Give the devil his due,
to hypnotise...

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I went out once for a relaxed walk in the evening
My pace was in sync with the silently sinking sun
My wife texted she went for...

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"Girl with a Pearl Earring" is an oil painting by Dutch Golden Age painter Johannes Vermeer, dated c. 1665. Going by various names over the...

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