Your muse is a starfish in midnights' ocean
She lives deep, embedded in your soul
In tired agitation you tore off her arms
Knowing full well that they would regrow
Her voice is heard loudly through your pen
She floats to the shallows and her words meander
Illuminated by the moons borrowed light
She discretely makes way through your candour
I hate double commenting but i forgot to say i loved the image!
quite strange images......surpassing even Donn's conciets.in few lines filled the whole panaroma abrupt changez of tone n tune make mind blow soul with ocean and arms with starfish..... not bad tait..full credit
Can't believe I neglected to comment on this piece, one of my absolute favourites of yours. It is so excellent and after reading it, there bubbled up this inspiration inside of me. That is the mark of a work of art, the inspiration it brings to the spectators to attempt to acheive something amazing too. Thank you, thank you, thank you for posting! ! !
Wow. This piece is so amazing! I absolutely loved the use of the starfish as a symbol here. I'm sooo glad my friend told me to read this! This is truly the work of a genius. Great job! It oozes with awesome sauce!
i can grab his or her Muse of writing by your Muse of writing.superb one~nb
great write, there's always imagination in ur work excellent work
You are the most beautiful of writers! This is so full of imagery and with deep and evolving undertones. Your intelligence and creativity move through this so openly: -) The world is a better place because you write about it Stevie xxx
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
It reminds me of plath