Shakespearean / Poet

Muse of Calliope

//Shakespearean// 

Now I don't know that I'll ever be one of those fortunate few 

Blessed with mastery of words to enchant those who hear  

With tales of agonies, mirth, romance, and cheer, 

And enough hope to make people dream anew- 

But if I can send out a little wisp of motion 

To stir up a spark of emotion in one heart,  

this is my devotion. 

 

//Poet// 

For All my life, I have been learning  

How to be anything other than a song. 

I thought I was more- I was not;  

I thought I was less- I forgot 

Who I was, and then I stopped 

Living for lack of breathing. 

 

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  • sorenbarrett

    A poem of pledge and one of excuse for being. These travel deeper than the written word and are more profound that the verse. Well written

  • Tristan Robert Lange

    Wow! Wholly relatable. The last line, pun not intended, took my breath away, because anxiety does this to me. Leaves me not breathing. So I could literally feel that as I was reading. The poem is truth! Stark and true. Well done on these, my friend! πŸŒΉπŸ‘

    • Muse of Calliope

      Thank you my friend, I’m very honored that it resonated with you 🌹 😊

      • Tristan Robert Lange

        You are most welcome. I am a fan, fellow poet and friend!

      • Poetic Licence

        Wonderfully written and very relatable write, now relax as they say, enjoyed the read

      • Soman Ragavan


        β€œI stopped living for lack of breathing...” In fact the poet never dies, for he or she is immortal. After our physical death our works speak for us.
        β€œTo stir up a spark of emotion in one heart...” Is it a particular heart or a random one ?...
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