the muse at midnight

sits by my door, rapping, whispering, calling

if i step outside i will run i will tarry i will flounder

if i sit here, silent, there will be no song

if i invite her in

she will open my windows

sweep my floor

paint birds on all my mirrors

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April is National Poetry Month

Poetry was the first creative love of my life, so I am celebrating by
participating in a Poetry Book Giveaway over at my other blog,
the blue muse.

Stop over and say hello to enter the giveaway.


8 Responses to “the muse at midnight”

  • Anil Says:

    Reminds me of spring, this verse.

    Liked the “paint birds on all my mirrors”, ensuring the mirror will wake up to cheery chirps each morning.

  • Debi Says:

    invite her in, invite her in. this is wonderful.

    xoxo

  • the domestic fringe Says:

    That was beautiful! I do not have a poetic bone in my body. It’s so sad. Maybe I’ve said this, but I’ve probably just thought it…I really like your layout. Looks great when I click over!
    -FringeGirl

  • Deetz Says:

    You are so good:)

  • Marcie Says:

    Invite her in..definitely. Welcome her with open arms. Embrace her!!!

  • Tracy Says:

    “paint birds on all my mirrors”

    Quite possibly one of the best lines I’ve ever read.

    Where have you been hiding all this time? I’m glad you are coming out… I really like getting to know this side of you.

  • georgia Says:

    i can not say enough how much i love this photos and these words.

    i agree with tracy’s comment above. that line is rockin! i think i like it because i so love birds, and i have an vintage-esque mirror from anthropologie {one of my favorites} with etched birds on it.

    anyway, i’m quite certain i need to be adding this blog to my blog roll so that i can read it on a regular basis. i’m so glad to know you and blue muse are the same person. : )

    love this peaceful, quiet space. i shall visit often. thanks so much for your visits and comments. it means a lot.

    oh, and yay for national poetry month! i’ve never appreciated poetry more than in the past couple years i have been blogging.

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