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Sonnet for a Lost Muse

My Muse is hiding neath the rush of days,
of weariness and duty, aging heart.
At times I hear him faintly as he plays
enticing rhymes of love as he departs.

The moments granted me are like the dust
that blows upon a dry and jealous wind.
Too swift to form the beat of tender lust
that bids his song of poetry ascend.

I dance across the pages of delight
yet never find the words to leave my mark.
The Poets paint and just within my sight
the colors blaze and yet my own are dark.

What heartless jest is this, that I should lose
the sure caress of my once faithful Muse?


M.A.King 6-21-09

Author notes

Hugh, working ten hour days and sometimes 60 hour weeks, as well as getting everything done at home (I am by myself and do all the repairs as well) it is difficult to write even when I am home and have a little time as I am often so tired. I enjoy reading and I enjoy the weekend greeting very much. It would be my dream to have the time again to be on allpoetry as much as I once was. That was my most creative time.

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  • Frodofan silver member
    June 24

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    Spectacular sonnet! Certainly one of the best poems on writer's block that I have read. I am so glad you entered my contest or else I might not have found you.

  • Seems we all are having troubles with our muses, I just suggested to another that we all send our muse to a muse camp so they can learn how to properly behave.

    You did a beautiful job on this write, with or without your muse dear.

    good luck in the contest
    Suzi


  • pixiestix gold member
    June 22
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    It's difficult when life takes us away from creative pursuits and there is almost a fear that when we do have the time, we will no longer have the touch having lost contact with our muse. It's a feeling I know.

    I could feel the longing created in the words of your beautiful sonnet.

    Good luck in the contest.


  • hugh wyles silver member
    June 22

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    Dear Mary,

    I am glad I managed to catch up with your entry tonight, especially because of the personal message in your Author's note. I know too well how it is to have to do everything yourself without help from a partner. I too wish that time and duty allowed me more hours for the All-Poetry site.
    The excellence of your superbly written sonnet makes me even sadder that we are denied more of your talent but the reasons for this are perfectly understandable and, while we miss you so much, it makes your occasional appearances here an even greater joy.
    Good luck in the contest, my Sonnet Queen (as ever).
    Applause, love and hugs, XXX Hughj (R.)


  • catz Moderators member
    June 22

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    This is a beautiful Sonnet as well as lovely verbiage, thoughts.
    I think some of our muse's are taking haitus but it looks like we're showing them what we can do wothout them. This exquiaite piece is a great example.

    It does look like you have a good excuse, though for not writing as much. Wow, you're one busy lady !!

    I wish you best in the contest

    Dee


  • jenelda silver member
    June 21

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    Dear Mary,
    You certainly do have a busy schedule and I do understand as I'm sure Hugh will, he will be so pleased to see an entry from you. All of us are having problems with our Muse, they are all at Hugh's place and won't go home. angelica and Susan P kidnapped them and dumped them at Hugh's, they love playing in his garden.
    Lots of luck
    Jenelda.


  • Terry-too silver member
    June 21

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    Bravissimo!

    We see a truly stellar sonnet, this--
    reminds me of my many arid times,
    And yet, in spite of fact that he's remiss
    this effort shows that really you do rhymes
    that thumb their nose at any errant cuss
    who deigns to hide his help from one of us!


    Terry


    • M.A.King
      June 21

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      Terry, Your comment out shines my sonnet! A pleasure to log on and see it here adorning my page. Thank you so much for your kindness and encouragement!

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