Muse

Posted on March 7, 2013 by Helen
Cologne Mercury

Cologne Mercury (Photo credit: A.Currell)

I have no particular muse now
Except thought
Like a spider web, philosophies
Are gently caught
No separate intelligence seems to shine
Or hover above
And yet such words caress my mind
With a sort of love

On other days I would commune
With gods or men
To find the key to passion’s door
The how, why, when
But now from life and all its mystery
Do I draw
And play with phrases, such good friends
Want for no more.

(c) Helen Valentina 2013, All Rights Reserved

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I'm drawn to blogging as a way to share ideas and consider what makes us who we are. Whether it's in our working life or our creativity, expression is a means to connect.
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6 Responses to Muse

  1. myabsolutefragileessenceseries's avatar rawencounterswithestella says:
    March 7, 2013 at 6:28 pm

    Brilliantly articulated!!! Bravo! 🙂

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  2. hpolinski's avatar hannahsdiamonds says:
    March 8, 2013 at 1:16 am

    Well written! I enjoyed this very much 🙂

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  3. Mike's avatar Mike says:
    March 8, 2013 at 8:16 am

    You really love the language. Once again it resonates here in emerging clarity. Beautifully put. Well done Helen.

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