Poetic Inspiration

They say that poets,

have a treasure trove of words,

stored deep in their hearts

and muses hold the key –

to the treasure chest of poetic inspiration.

Muses then sing and inspire,

unlock the chest

and words come dancing out,

and play while the poet writes.

Words marching to their own rhythm,

leading their own parade,

full of emotions and deep desires,

translated through the pen to the page.

Out, comes inner beauty,

out, come thoughts,

kept quiet during the day.

The fantasies of night,

burning bright,

like candle flames –

flickering in the wind.

There is no time,

there are no walls,

everything surrounded,

by the moon and the stars in the galaxy,

the poet suspended in a chair –

flying through all time.

First slowly,

then faster,

like in music,

the tempo builds,

first violins,

then the tinkling of the harp,

drums tapping,

until the cymbals –

crash in crescendo –

as poetic inspiration breaks free.

It all happens,

in the time between the darkness and the dawn,

when all about silence descends,

the only music is within,

within the poet’s soul,

as the muses keep singing.

When the creation is done

and the poet is satisfied,

the treasure trove is locked,

waiting for the next moment,

as the muses fly away,

across a sky streaked red –

by the rising sun.

What keeps it filled with words?

muses smile and nod,

it all has to do with poetic inspiration,

they are the inner desires,

the emotions longing to be let out,

the songs of the centuries,

they are the dreams that poets dream –

captured by the heart.

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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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