Tuesday, 12 March 2013

Caged


Whirlwind of muse,
empty mind of words,
they laughed without love;
I am closed in,
in caged time.
Meanings fly high and love
stood far from words,
and died all muse.

7 comments:

  1. interesting...rather surreal in the imagery but the feeling comes across really well in this...esp in love standing far off....and dying...

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  2. Painful write...there are times I feel caged, but I don't stay locked up long...Nice Work!

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  3. A muse is meant to be free so we can dream..."love stood far from words" "laughed without love"... caged indeed.

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  4. This feels so stark and lonely. Your words are sad.

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  5. Don't you hate that? Muses are supposed to help, not empty us with whirlwinds and laugh and not love, caging us, leaving us . . . They'll be back wanting your undivided attention--like unruly children--but you may have found new ones where you least expect.

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