When starlings were swimming in the azure lake
When bats and owls began their nocturnal ride
When all the Earth under a dark blanket lay
And man and beast into sweet repose retired
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Beautiful poem coming from heart and touching heart Valsa.
Once more a lovely poem from a master crafter. Of course muse should always have a welcome mat in a poet’s heart. Nothing’s fills a poet more than the joy of flowing words inspired by muse’s arrival. Thank you Valsa for sharing an inspiring poem.
Wow! so beautifully expressed, my Muse had not been calling but your lovely poem had done the job better! Never had creatures of the night given me more pleasure and sounded so nice. Thanks Valsa.
A beautiful poem after a long break. Sure the muse got a poem of great beauty.
When and how does the muse of a poet or poetess come has been huntingly and touchingly portrayed by u dear madam. Let me quote some lines......... My Muse, like a sweet temptress, came to me To set this captive free, to give free rein to my fancy... .................................................................................... When your Muse comes knocking at your door Delay her not, but let her in And go for a merry ride with her Marvelous poem. Thanks.
Very much commendable...you have a great skill of describing the content with similes and metaphors too colourfully...the personified Muse and the matching photo are beautiful...very inspiring
Your muse has been weaved into a beautiful symphony that breathes joy to every reader of this magical piece. Stupendous write. The wording and flow are just superb. Beautifully crafted. Into my poem list.10
Your Muse is like a sweet temptress…beautiful faculty of poetic imagination! It’s a fabulous poem, well structured and elegantly dressed! The stream of thoughts transcends in gradual pattern in a befitting schema! My favorite lines: ‘When your Muse comes knocking at your door/Delay her not, but let her in/And go for a merry ride with her/Into some sleepy glades where silence resides’. Amazing ink! (10)
Wonderful creations...enjoyed reading each lines The merry ride which welcomed shimmering light to brighten tell darkened zone, beautiful imagery
My Muse, like a sweet temptress, came to me To set this captive free, to give free rein to my fancy...... beautiful, simply soo fine especially with the graphic.. thank you very much dear professor. tony
The muse when shen comes knocking at our door takes us to an imaginary place in our mind where everything comes to life. A beautiful poem splendidly penned.10
I think it is appropriate to describe this poem as inspirational! Tremendous piece of poetry.
Hey, Valsa! I think of Basho’s advice to poets to compose quickly. I imagine he had in mind riding on the Muses’s exhaled breath similar to what you picture here. With me I wait to see the bees and the ordered flight they make. Interesting, yes? , and challenging the craft of writing poetry. May our butterfly nets be ready and without holes. -Glen