Whoever it was, your muse or you, that wrote this...it is devinely accomplished! Knowing how your mind turns inwardly to your soul (when not flying loftily above), doubt you needed much prodding from your muse, Eileen!!
Blessings and Love, Friend - Micke
(well, drats! Hope your "digit" is healing nicely!)
I always enjoy visiting your Den Eileen because you never fail to enrich your readers with your scintillating muse and verse.
I hope your finger is in a splint. It will heal quicker that way you know.
Blessings & Shalom
Peter
Reviewed by LadyJtalks LadyJzTalkZone (Reader)
Reviewed on August 31, 2009
when the muse is hot it's hot...good write and take care of that finger...LadyJ
Reviewed by Jerry Diamond (Reader)
Reviewed on August 31, 2009
I have to go with Jerry's assertion below that you are giving full vent to your subconscious and its wonderful gifts.
Tell your subconscious to heal your finger ASAP too..:)
"If the lady says she's a muse, then she's a muse" (Xanadu w/Olivia Newton-John). So when the muse says write, I guess broken fingers and all we just have to write. Heehee. But I hope you get better soon. I loved this poem and it was very well written.
May the Lord Jesus bless you, and those whom you love, and who love you, and be with you always, and at your side constantly. With much love in my heart, joy to the world, peace on earth, & ((((((((((MANY WONDERFUL SISTERLY HUGGGGSSSS)))))))))), your little sister, Barbie.
OW! Poor baby; I sorry! :( So you broke your birdie finger, eh?? LOL Sorry to laugh, but you DID! I hope you feel better soon; you are in my prayers now more than ever!
Beautiful write (broken finger and all!) and gorgeous piccy; well done, Eileen!
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :)
Reviewed by Jerry Bolton (Reader)
Reviewed on August 30, 2009
Ah, but that is why they call it "Your" Muse, my dear Eileen, it is merely your subconscious being liberated. At least that is MY interpretation.
Sorry to hear about that finger. There is just no good place to break anything, but fingers are bad for those of us who pick and peck on the keyboard.
Contraband Marriage, traveling along the hemline of loving after incarceration, is a love story written in lyric and free form, set in reality with a different ever after.
Blessings and Love, Friend - Micke
(well, drats! Hope your "digit" is healing nicely!)
I hope your finger is in a splint. It will heal quicker that way you know.
Blessings & Shalom
Peter
Tell your subconscious to heal your finger ASAP too..:)
Jerry
Carole~
Hope your finger heals soon!
Love,
Cryssa :~)
Newfie hugs, Rose
Georg
May the Lord Jesus bless you, and those whom you love, and who love you, and be with you always, and at your side constantly. With much love in my heart, joy to the world, peace on earth, & ((((((((((MANY WONDERFUL SISTERLY HUGGGGSSSS)))))))))), your little sister, Barbie.
Take care and God bless.
Beautifully said.
John
(don't point that hand toward anyone ;) feel better ...
Love, Ankin
Regis
With Love,
Cindy
(((HUGS))) love and prayer, Karla.
Beautiful write (broken finger and all!) and gorgeous piccy; well done, Eileen!
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :)
Sorry to hear about that finger. There is just no good place to break anything, but fingers are bad for those of us who pick and peck on the keyboard.