Of valued thoughts
I call upon you my friends
Do you contemplate your muse?
The source of writes you penned
Can a muse be male or female?
Would it make a difference?
Maybe it depends on us
Our personal preference
No need to eat
Nor for water do they thirst
But when something to say
To us they turn to first
And some might say
A muse is just a myth
That only in our minds
Does a muse really exist
Personally
I’d like to believe
That within all life
A silent voice conceived
Though I could be wrong
It might be all in my mind
Or maybe of a muse
Similar thoughts you find
For what could be the source
Even with this very write
Some internal energy
Of compositional light
Could it be my muse within
Trying to band with other muses
For all of us
To pen a write for common uses
A calling for world peace
That all tribes of man
Share a sense of compassion
And not destroy each other’s land
The Earth is all we have
Together we must learn to live
Without borders for love
May we all learn to give
We write of emotions
To express with poetic flair
Of things dear to our hearts
For one and all we care
If we poets could convince the world
Without violence we might survive
To save all life on our planet
Keep us all alive
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Wow , beautiful thoughts and wonderfully conceived , a really cool 😎 poem
Thank you WL, your compliments are equally as cool. ; )
Very good write. My muse comes from many places but just in case I have Calliope looking down at me in the room where I write.
Thanks Goldie. And what does the Calliope do? Spy on you? ; )
No she stares at me in her mystical way when I make an error - I have not seen her smile yet if I get something right!
Ask her what would make her smile. ; )
A fine write AP. Muses need not be 'spooky', but I don't go along with any spooky sort of stuff with muses.
On a similar line, I don't think Yin and Yang guide me. And who are they? What are their surnames?! heehee.
orchi, I can picture you with a spooky muse. ; )
I love your poem and this verse called even more my attention.
The Earth is all we have
Together we must learn to live
Without borders for love
May we all learn to give
It is an appeal for all to save our earth. To live for love is all we need. If you love you don’t want to kill. Thanks for this gem AP
malu, you read between the lines very well. ; )
Yes, I’m always looking in between there.
Thank you for this beautiful and inspiring poem, AP! Even though the world is in bad shape, I just have to believe that one day love will prevail!
As far as the muse is concerned, it has no gender, it simply IS.
Thanks Fred, I too want to believe that. And no gender for the muse, got it! I thought so, but was just checking. ; )
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