muse vanishing

my muse has disappeared
again
I never told him how his prose
embedded beneath my fingernails
how his thoughts, even the blackest
pushed my tepid, grey ideas into carnal color
I was afraid and
he frightened so easily
but he flew
packed up his brilliant mind, crushed heart
and winged away
like a confused spirit
dancing on both sides of a diaphanous divide

I was going to memorize his words
capture them in print, like zoo animals
before he left the enclosures unlocked
but I need to forget now
or my mind will stagnate
I can’t explain why his words
affect me as they do
as they did
though I can’t recite lucid specifics
their memories will forever haunt
like a specter carnivore chewing one’s soul

In my lifetime, I’ve been undone by many things
but never words
never words
until his
and I’m undone
hoping, praying, dreaming
his crushed heart will reform
and his words will return
so I can capture my muse
yet, again…
lionesslioness in Prisma pencil – can’t remember reference images to give credit – this was done many years ago

 

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46 thoughts on “muse vanishing

  1. Wonderful artwork and I hope you find your words soon, with or without your muse. Sometimes people think they need something they actually don’t…I hope that’s the case.

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      • Hope you had a great day in the classroom, Miss! I have to come up with lovely words for lovely posts … and you’re making this extremely challenging for me with your “day-after-day of extraordinary verse.” πŸ™‚ Geez, I’m having to turn to the Thesaurus, πŸ˜‰

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      • I’ve never been surrounded by so much boogie in my life πŸ™‚ those poor kids – so many with allergies. They say the Hudson Valley is shaped like a bowl of sorts. This unfortunate shape collects allergens and keeps them…
        Funny, you mention running out of words – in my comments back to people thanking them – I don’t know how many times I’ve said ‘nice’ or ‘kind.’ After you hit the t-book throw some words my way – would ya please
        am:)

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  2. Oh my……there is so much I like about this poem, enjoying over my first cup of coffee. When I finished reading….I went back to just the last stanza and realized this could be a stand-alone in itself…very passionate and the idea of being undone..love it. I also especially like the idea of capturing words in print like zoo animals. “Carnal color” — just wakens the mind and senses. Wonderful way to start my morning! πŸ™‚
    For the drawing….what is most amazing to me is the lip — so real.

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    • Now, I’m blushing, Steven. You are very kind. I’m always pushing to improve. I’m continually amazed and awed by so many talented writers. I thank you for your words of encouragement – they mean much.
      annmarie πŸ™‚

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  3. You have really captured how the inspiration (words) haunts us – a poem, unfinished, will haunt me for days – words playing around in my mind. Love this.

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