“The Eleventh Muse”

     A magic fact, empirical act, tale of history;

Sublime artistic logic, preternatural...

Unique, special giant spirit; no fear or mystery...

Bliss is for the blues with smiles supernatural.

Location, realms, domains, hers, must be protohistory’s

Index of date — before writing was cultural.

Minerva knows this Muse’s harmony of latitude,              

Especially creative moods in her longitude!

Parnassians, epic, lyric any kind or style;

Observant schools, all minds aesthetic value, trade

En route to an intergalactic trip worthwhile,

The time on file, all what the eleventh Muse grades!

Pen’s power never fails if inspired’s the quill

Enlivened by her winds that sweet all serenades.

No, nothing ever — life, she said, without one’s skill

No poet may be hailed; Olympus can’t persuade

Apollo to allow their works on live... and still

Make Mother Poet smile; and science-art pervade!

Endues she does all showing grace, — in love’s no strife —

DESIRE is her name — teaching us to praise life!

Determined from mandamus by manus of Phoebus;

Enticing Poets to perfect the tools of art,

Sustaining living to decipher the life’s rebus;

Industrious holy mission of mind and heart!

Renamed was Poet Sappho — the tenth Muse acclaimed.

Eleventh Muse DESIRE — is hereby proclaimed!

     This acrostic, “The Eleventh Muse”, reads:

“A SUBLIME POET PENNAMED DESIRE”

 in Tribute to Poet DESIRE. https://allpoetry.com/Desire

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