Sweet Inspiration

Sweet Inspiration

Past the midnight hour, the poet sat,

sweet inspiration so elusive,

no poetic words on the wing –

then the muses began to sing.

 

They filled his heart with gladness,

took away all the sadness.

Lighting up the night sky –

with the muses soft whisperings.

 

Now filled with sweet inspiration,

fingers trembling quickly he wrote,

so full of anticipation –

each word the muses uttered.

 

Romantic music filled the air,

so that his fingers upon the keys,

began to dance with great flair –

thoughts of love twirling all around.

 

The night became magical,

nothing quite the same,

he wrote with ecstasy –

sweet inspiration in the name of love.

 

As the page filled,

the poet heard whispers of past loves,

his heart full of emotion –

beating with such feeling.

 

It was sending his mind reeling,

memories long forgotten,

smiles left behind –

they all fathomed his mind.

 

Leaving the world in flight,

through the skies he flew,

so much he never knew,

but no regrets had he.

 

Soon his tale of love,

full of so much romance,

made dream horses –

through the night skies to prance.

 

By the first light in the sky,

the poet felt sated,

soon sweet inspiration would fly –

with the muses last impassioned words of love.

Rasma Raisters
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Rasma Raisters

I am a poet and writer. I write for many different sites online. I have two published books of poems on Amazon - Poetic Thoughts Fly and On the Wings of Love.

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