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A Muse

Submitted by Ian.T on Thu, 2013-01-17 03:38

The day became unbearable
Until I heard someone say
You must think of things inside
As poets do each day

There inside is a world
Of dreams and many scenes
A cool mountain breeze
Dancing with the trees

Then waters stretching far
To that distant shore
There send fresh crispy air
They will feel you there

Let the good memories fly
To those you love
That in the by and by
They will have them too

Tell them that you love them
With a love that's true
Hold their hearts with you
This is all we can do

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BettyBuff

Thu, 2013-01-17 04:12

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Hi Ian...your opening stanza nailed it as far as i was concerned...I use poetry to keep me sane. I use it to upload/download memories. I love sharing the muse & enjoy reading it out to my husband. Bless him, he finds most of what I write unfathomable, but he still wants to hear it as it's a part of me.

Ells x

Ian.T

Thu, 2013-01-17 04:17

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Thanks for your comment and note on your husband "Job"
Never look back or a pillar of salt you shall be
And end up as a cow lick for eternity lol
Thanks again I have my silly head on as it's Winter now
and no time to be serious.
Take care, Yours Ian.T

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Seren

Thu, 2013-01-17 04:26

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I loved this one I thought it was another Yenti special poem ... there were a couple of places the rhythm got caught up but other than that it runs true

still boiling out here but the natives are fed and I can relax for a while and read

with love always JC xxx

listening to Dusty as I write :)

“The world is full of magic things, patiently waiting for our senses to grow sharper.” — W.B. Yeats

Ian.T

Thu, 2013-01-17 04:33

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I jotted this one down not long ago so it is raw, thanks for your like, I must get down to trying to write better but am in a fun mood at the moment.
Hence the write where I send breezes to you all out there and chicken comments to Retts Red, Will talk later as the day draws your night so.
Thinking of you and sending cool healing (Healing is usually warm)
Yours Ian.T x

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There are a million reasons to believe in yourself,
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Frenchf

Thu, 2013-01-17 13:11

Not descriptive of what follows?

Ian.T

Thu, 2013-01-17 18:09

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Send was a little too deep as it portrays that voice inside that sends messages to us each day be it a Muse or just the other world in think talk.
There in the thoughts of men
Lives a love that never changes
It is called by many names.
Yet they sometimes don't hear.
Yours Ian.T (My Dear)

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There are a million reasons to believe in yourself,
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Frenchf

Fri, 2013-01-18 19:46

Better than send

Ian.T

Thu, 2013-01-17 18:11

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My grand friend, thank you for dropping by, I miss your visits, and hope that you are both OK, and awaiting the new birth of Spring.
My thoughts go out to you as always, Ian.T

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