I have a special phantom muse
Of this world he is not
The beauty of this realtionship
Is that I get all he's got
One day I hope to impart
All the mystery he portrays
I know it will touch your heart
For this ghost has wondrous ways
Such a mellow misty muse
Like the whisper of soft rain
Sharing phrases most diffuse
Like a songs haunting refrain
Mellifluous murmurs in my ear
Of whimsical wonders so divine
Tickling my fancy with words so dear
In mysterious manner most sublime
Providing portions of passionate prose
Carrying me to celestial heights
Opening new portals that never close
making of me a sensual, sassy. sprite
~etw~
My bad.
Ron
I love it
WOW
The whisper of soft rain is sweet music especially when divine within the divine.
I love the alliteration in this verse. Thank you for sharing your lovely concept of this whimsical muse, Eileen. Love and best wishes,
Regis
(((HUGS))), much love, and continuing prayers~
As always, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D
it from y o u.
Cool poem, my friend. Always thought of my muse as female, but
as with the Great Spirit, male is also apt. A n d neither, right?
Gender matters not at all. But it is intriguing to speculate, and
that is just one reason I love this piece.
Like the ghost, you have W O N D R O U S ways!
xOx Phyllis xOx
PS: Thanks for posting the great Schweitzer quote. Hadn't heard it.
PPS: Typo that slipped into relationship even adds. REAL-tionship!!
GOD BLESS YOU
TONY
By the way, if he has a cousin or a sister (or even an old aunt) would you mind putting in a good word for me?
John