Daughter Muse Poems

My mind sets in motion, 
words that will come alive.  
Creativity needs to be added, 
then mix imagination with creativity. 

 
Coming alive within...

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"noW"

Let’s face it ...
I can’t string 
an intelligent sentence

together, 

apart from those 
cast to feed sharks
in an affidavit.

sentences ... spent,
words and voices
caged, released

ah, well, 
you’ve...

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"Sorrow" 

Reality cries its tears
of grief and fear 
calling out to Love 

the song heard 

in all of human kind
beseeching Love
in self, 

the conscious 
collective...

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“Baggage” 

Baggage collected 
scooped up in the arms
of strange angels

the unexpected 
expected 
some time 

will deliver
the poetic 
message

reasons
in humerous
rhyme

saints arrive
barefoot 
no glass slippers

Love
Joy 
Be

without
baggage
all in...

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"Ground Level Entry"

“She fits the bill”,
they say it 
insouciantly

visions of being 
carried in the beak 
of a bilious pelican 

where it builds
its rudimentary nest, 
it...

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“Arms Full of Linnet Wings”

In the garden 
that afternoon 
she planted seeds
in their ripe minds
their eyes looking
up to hers their 
irises dazzling 
in the late...

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A man weeping in the rain
A girl sitting by the way 
A Bag soaking It was grey 
My car sporty with no space 
My heart...

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"The Daughter Tempest"

we conceive monsters
and in their cognisance
of freedom 
they break

they break 
themselves 

down 
down 
down 

bit by bit 
climbing
like a Minotaur
out of the Labyrinth

beauty...

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The writer in me says I must be,                 ...

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Quote By Poet "I never know when my muse will come for a visit." 


My muse can be very fickle at times,   ...

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"Blue Avians and the Poetic State of Mind 

post apocalypse
the mother 
sought the assistance
of Blue Avians.

when it came to 
eggs stolen from a nest
who better...

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"The Forgotten and Fluctuations of Awareness" 

When the crime 
was committed,
the writing 
was already on the wall,

no one listened. 
It climbed insidiously
out through the cracks
like...

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When you sit down to write, and it
    seems a bit forced
When the rhyme pairs are matching, but
    somewhat...

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"Keys" 

In my heart 
music shines
like a key, 
turning 

the history 
of chapters 
written,
closing

new lines
crocheted,
chapters beginning,
glowing

stitches 
dropped 
sown pearls,
showing 

opening
locked 
doors, 
codes

stored;

life unfurls
never rhyming


(LadyLabyrinth/ 2022).
18.9
Happy...

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"Mothers" - A Conversation with a Daughter 


In my 60th year I came to the conclusion that women are gods in their own right. Children...

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