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the muses
you hide me away
in your secret halls
far from the world's grip
& i feel safe in your womb
a newborn being
yet to be born
suckling on your poetry
falling to sleep
to the steady beat
of your verse
the muses my mother & father
sing to me quietly
patiently awaiting
my emergence
when i will take my first breath
as a true poet
& with a gentle voice
send my poems on the wind
that they would be heard & felt
by all that have a heart to listen
a song sung to those who hurt
who like me need to be mended
inside the safe womb of poetry
Copyright © 2017 Crimsin. All Rights Reserved
Published 5th Oct 2017
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Anonymous
5th Oct 2017 6:19pm
Your words are falling like a gentle soothing rain today, my lovely friend. calming and healing a weary soul. So much love for you
5th Oct 2017 6:30pm
thank you lovely one your beautiful comment is like balm to my soul.. I love you lady.. Crim
5th Oct 2017 7:10pm
Sometimes you just kill me with your verse Bren, metaphorically speaking... I so love poetry about poetry, especially the muse that inspires our words to rise above the plane of plain prose! Excellent ink! JJ
5th Oct 2017 9:36pm
5th Oct 2017 8:29pm
Crim...this is beautiful and such a lovely tribute to those who must mean a lot to you. Such an inspiration.
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6th Oct 2017 1:32am
breathtaking poem and such lovely sentiment - this is one of your best poems from recent posts - I really loved this :-)
Huge Massive Hugs :-)
Huge Massive Hugs :-)
6th Oct 2017 3:19pm
thank you graciously David yes I think this one is my favorite too :) love & hugs Brenda
Anonymous
6th Oct 2017 3:57am
My Beautiful Brenda, I must echo those above me...gentle calming in this write...speaking of what poetry can hold for us, birth from us and how it can wield the power of saving us...outstanding ink my love...
I love you fiercely
yours always & forever
xoxoxox Taryn
I love you fiercely
yours always & forever
xoxoxox Taryn
6th Oct 2017 3:21pm
thank you my love for feeling the calm in this write it had the same affect on me.. it is indeed birthed by us & a safe haven as well.. I love you passionately.. love Brenda
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7th Oct 2017 7:19pm
thank you beautiful lady so happy the feeling I was trying to convey was felt :) love Crim
7th Oct 2017 6:56pm
I love this healing write. It's good to know I'm not alone in needing the comfort mentioned in the last stanza. My own muse seems to be on vacation more often than not.
7th Oct 2017 7:20pm
thank you dearest Sir Crow no you are not alone my friend we all need the healing & release that poetry is.. love Crim
10th Oct 2017 12:45pm
What a lovely and uplifting lullaby crimsin! I feel as a child again, cradled in the womb of love, art, and poetry.
“a song sung to those who hurt / who like me need to be mended / inside the safe womb of poetry”
Much love <3
“a song sung to those who hurt / who like me need to be mended / inside the safe womb of poetry”
Much love <3
10th Oct 2017 5:49pm
thank you graciously lovely Nightbird i'm so happy this gave you a sense of peace & contentment.. love Crim
Anonymous
21st Oct 2017 2:36am
Brenda.. this is so beautiful.. from the womb, are poetic dreams are born.. we live them everyday from there.. love you, my sister..
Dave
Dave
22nd Oct 2017 1:50am
thank you Dave my brother yes poems are birthed from us & we from poetry.. I love you.. Brenda
