This poem started as a comment to this question posed by one of the most talented poet (thelonelyauthorblog ) I have the good fortune to interact with. Thank you Drew. The title of the poem and the first line is the question and the poem was my spontaneous response. I was not thinking of posting it as a stand alone poem till today morning when Drew asked me if I have posted this. Hence posted without edit.
“Am I wrong to love my muse?”
If yes
Then may be
God was wrong
To let love flow
Because it’s beyond
Us mortals
Not to fall
In love
And suffer
The pain
That opens
The floodgate
Of passion
And every drop
That bleeds
Adorns the pages
And the clouds
Carry the silent cries
To my muse
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Poetry is my passion. I am not a methodical writer. I have no set topics to write about. What I feel, perceive, think about, I will like to share in this blog. I open my mind to the world. Like the weather, sometimes my poems are cloudy, sometimes stormy. I always like to see sunshine streaming through the leaves of trees, so I hope I can share some of those sunshine with my readers.
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Seriously, this is one of my favorite from you. It is beautiful from start to finish and your finale, was PERFECT. Very inspiring.
Thanks for the mention.
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Glad that you liked it Drew.
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Great flow, PB. Like a waterfall of words. I have a love-hate relationship with my muse. She blathers on when I want to sleep and gives me the silent treatment when I’m ready to listen. But sometimes we’re in sync and when that happens, it’s a beautiful thing. 🙂
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“But sometimes
we’re in sync
and when that happens,
it’s a beautiful thing. 🙂”. – wow, how well it rhymes. Thanks Joan.
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