A Muse Is There Somewhere In Me
by John M. Prophet
Wednesday, August 27, 2003
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Reflection on my muse with rhyme scheme abbccb.
A Muse is there, somewhere in me
No special name I do address,
No vision clear, just emptiness
No solid shape that I can see;
A hidden form I cannot reach
No matter how I do beseech;
A muse is there, somewhere in me.
How does this muse somewhere in me
Escape my desperate, soulful yearning,
While heart and mind are deeply burning?
Where are you muse? I cannot see
What form are you that I should seek?
What foreign language do you speak?
Where are you, muse, somewhere in me?
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|Reviewed by Leann Marshall
|I think you expressed the inner search for your own special muse with eloquence, John. A muse must inspire, while leaving the writer to his own truths.|
|Reviewed by Norris Williams
|Not a bad effort but the subject material is somewhat cliched. Could be improved through the use of figurative language. Are there any ways you could talk about your subject differently?
|Reviewed by twinklewrites at her desk (Reader)
|Outstanding write John, loved the flow in words...hugs, Peggy|
|Reviewed by Anne Brooks
|I really enjoyed your poem.Nice rhymes and writing that really flows.
Inspiration is hard to define and it can take the form of a muse such as in your poem. I hope your muse never fails you.anne Pawlak.
|Reviewed by Lady Peg (Reader)
|Excellent muse of this one.