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Author Name: FreeTristan 7 Comments
Date Added: August 30, 2010 12:08:36 Average Score: (Needs 2)
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Type: Rhyming
Category: Sonnet Add To Favorites | Text Only
The Muse's Mystery
The Muse's Mystery
A whisper of her thoughts fall to the page,
with magic meters lines are soon aglow
inspiring wisdom in the wisest sage,
she is the puzzle’s piece that none can know.
Profound within the knowledge of her dream
from dying embers of her Poet’s art,
a thought could touch his soul and so redeem
the rhyme and reason lost within his heart.
In mystery she stirred his soul that day
would any ever know so deep a kiss
could e’er a poet be so swept away
or recognize the essence of his bliss?
Had her blushed lips on his not laid their claim...
would his poetic presence be the same?
Author's Notes:

Shakespearean (English) sonnet set in iambic pentameter about the importance of the Muse in the life of the poet.




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Comment By: FreeLeonard Wilson on October 22, 2011 04:47:32 PM Report
I get it..."so deep a kiss could e’er"

That's the part that makes this Shakespearean... Very a "muse"ing...len

Comment By: PremiumHOPE on September 11, 2010 04:28:43 PM Report

The answer to you last line is of course not.  Your muse I believe has helped you create the most loving and beautiful poems.  Guided and nurtured you like no other could.  A wonderful and lovely sonnet.  You are I believe, to me will always be the "Sonnet Mater"


Comment By: FreeMichelle on September 6, 2010 05:31:20 PM Report
Another amazing sonnet Tristan. It is written with such a light and subtle hand, yet powerfully moving in its beauty. She is some Muse indeed.



Comment By: FreeAlison Storm Wolf on August 31, 2010 09:22:42 AM Report
Another of your delightful olde worlde poems. I would not be surprised if you were a poet last incarnation.
Well expressed and well written
Alison x
Comment By: FreeBarbara Carleton on August 30, 2010 06:49:54 PM Report
...a kiss could reach his soul and so redeem
the rhyme and reason wanting in his heart.
Can any of us aspire to greatness with our pen without such redemption?  I think we all acknowledge something beyond ourselves in our poetry. 
Comment By: FreeAdri on August 30, 2010 01:37:51 PM Report
Oh gorgeous! This is a lovely sonnet, and so true. You bring the beauty of poetry out of every line. I love it!! 
Adri x

Comment By: FreeCindy Bendel on August 30, 2010 01:37:10 PM Report

My favorite of all your sonnets, but I probably say that about all of them. 
What muse could inspire such beauty? She remains a mystery. 
Your time away was profitable.
✻ Cindy ✻


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