Pythian Games

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The Ravens’ Muse

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by E. A. Poetica (a.k.a. kvwordsmith)

 

Once upon a mid-day boring, while I net-surfed, work ignoring,

Hoping for some inspiration…

While I waited, nearly napping, suddenly the keys were tapping,

My fingers the muse was slapping, slapping at my keyboard.

“Get busy, you, write some more,

You can do it, write some more….”

 

“Like Anita Marie, you could dis-member

Ghosts and their hunters, spilling blood upon the floor,

Crying out in their sorrow, nevermore be a tomorrow,

Load the corpses in a red death wheelbarrow,

Dump them at Anita’s Owl Creek Bridge,

Over there, beyond the dark cyber ridge.

 

“Or like Lori print some screens, mandalas both blue and green,

Goddess and flowers, frolic in the magick bowers,

Colors spinning like morning prayer flags,

Blessing the green earth and the Soul Food hags.”

(Older women, but not witches

A little sassy, not really *itches,

Just e-wenches on a creative ride!

We kiss the Muse, & try to stay on her good side!)

 

Presently my soul grew stronger, hesitating then no longer,

“Oh dear Muse, truly your forgiveness I implore,

But the fact is I was napping, and so gently you came rapping,

And so faintly set the keys to tapping at my keyboard,

I didn’t know it was you – please don’t be sore.”

I listened for her voice – only cyber silence, nothing more.

 

Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there wondering, fearing,
Doubting, dreaming dreams no mortals ever dared to dream before;
But the silence was unbroken, and the stillness gave no token,
And the only word there spoken was the whispered word, “Le Enchanteur?”
This I whispered, but an echo murmured back the words, “I am Le Enchanteur!” –

 

There I sat at computer table, wondering, doubting, that I was able,

Could I create each day, and my creativity explore,

Could I earn my raven wings, and flap some more?

“Yes, you can do it, always learning, learning forevermore,

Create and share and post and comment – creativity galore!”

She encourages her flock of ravens, our Le Enchanteur!

“You can do it, write some more….”

* I would have included more foodies but got interrupted by my day job…Kerry)

Written by kvwordsmith

April 28, 2008 at 3:36 pm

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  1. Ah yes. – Le Enchanteur- she really is magical, and a muse unto herself. What she can bring out in us is nothing short of astounding.

    shewolfy728

    April 28, 2008 at 3:49 pm

  2. I agree with Shewolfy. Enchanteur brings out the best in us all. Talk about stimulus, she is that and so much more…a very special human being.

    Good work, kv.

    Vi

    woodnymph

    April 28, 2008 at 4:47 pm

  3. I am so honored to be included in a poem that mentions Anita Marie, Enchanteur, and the REAL Bard, Poe (I’ll take Edgar over Will any day).

    Thank you, Kerry, this is fabulous……

    😀

    Lori

    April 28, 2008 at 10:32 pm

  4. That Enchanteur is quite something Kerry 🙂 She makes me do her bidding and I have no choice but to follow her.

    This piece really is such a lot of fun.

    And E is smiling benevolently at Shewolf and Woodnymph. You made her day girls.

    Heather Blakey

    April 28, 2008 at 11:45 pm

  5. I’m in a Poem!
    I’m surprised that the Poetry Muses did not scream…” Never More! ” and kick me to the curb.
    Kerry, this is great
    a.m.

    Anita Marie

    April 29, 2008 at 12:38 am

  6. Great rhythm and such rhyme–clever girl! Fran

    cronelogical

    April 29, 2008 at 1:10 am

  7. Fabulous – really enjoyed this!

    Jill

    April 29, 2008 at 2:55 pm

  8. I used quite a bit of the original rhythm/rhyming Poe already had – he just needed an “upgrade” to “Le Enchanteur”! kerry/Kezza

    kvwordsmith

    April 29, 2008 at 4:10 pm

  9. Very clever and joyous piece — delicious rhyme and rhythm

    espirit07

    April 29, 2008 at 9:52 pm


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