My Muse appears before me,
Calliope in my heart,
Words come to my mind to see,
To write for you to impart.
Her words flow like a river,
Always bringing joy to me,
Making my heart just quiver,
Like waves going out to sea.
The words end up on this page,
And Calliope leaves me,
Making me a better sage,
And fill my life with such glee.
This sonnet is now complete,
And ready for you to read.
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Author:
Goldfinch60 (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: September 11th, 2024 01:14
- Comment from author about the poem: Calliope looks down on me as I write my words. I know it is a long video but I could listen to Kathleen Ferrier's voice forever.
- Category: Reflection
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Comments6
LOL cheeky, mine took 3 years and it to is written all about its self. 🤣
Sometimes these things do take time Teddy. LOL
Andy
Good write Gold.
Thank you Orchi.
I admire anyone who attempts to craft a sonnet .. you are all braver than me .. well sonneted GF60 .. Neville
Most kind Neville, thank you.
Andy
Are you sure she is not your daughter, Zeus being the father you know. This was a great write Andy your muse never seems to fail you with you writing daily and I think you are one of the highest number of reviews likes and faves.
Thank you so much soren, I do write every day and it brings such pleasure to me, if others like my words it is a bonus.
And
This little song of sorts is a very lovely tribute to your inspirational muse; thank you very much for sharing a morsel of her for our indulgence. Sweetly rendered with a delicate rhythm and poignancy, it's very beautiful. Thank you again.
So kind Missy, your comment is very much appreciated.
Andy
Ah, dear sweet Calliope, I think I met her once. Nice.
If you have met her once she will always be in your life Dan.
Andy
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