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    dots Submission Name: Musedots
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    Author: rws
    ASL Info:    58/m/ohio
    Elite Ratio:    8 - 2779/1297/258
    Words: 62
    Class/Type: Poetry/Misc
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    Description:
       I've been inspired by so many diiferent stimuli(poets, writers, film, spirit, flesh,etc.), it's impossible to categorize my muse as any particular personality type or style. Perhaps it's unfair to credit an idealized person as the archetype of creative passion, but I've learned to respect mine.


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    dotsMusedots
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    She's sort of an
    acquired taste,
    voyeur poetess
    in an unwashed
    glass, served straight

    Terminatrix in leather
    and steel, under
    layers of lace
    and sex appeal

    Soaked in so
    many kinds of creams,
    sweet mistress
    of lotionography

    Valkyrie. Goddess
    Whose sum has been
    sealed in madrigals,
    songs for open fields.

    Mere juxtapositions
    of a twisted
    frame-
    sun,moon,stars,rain.




    Submitted on 2005-10-18 17:05:59     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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      Bill - love that you have learned to respect your muse. It is quite a feat I've learned. And I can tell by your treatment of "her" in this poem that "she" appreciates your position in respect to Muse. "She" is not treated with white gloves, nor is she abused...she is the empowered Geisha who wouldn't change her position for the world, knowing what she has.
    ; )
    Miriam
    | Posted on 2006-01-16 00:00:00 | by mgnola | [ Reply to This ]
      lotionography? I like it. never really thought of a muse as a real person to me, more like an invisible fairy that plants words in my mind that I can not get rid of until I write or sleep. But you sure have described quite a total woman. hard and soft. very thoughtful poem. thanks for the read.
    ~~tracy
    | Posted on 2006-01-08 00:00:00 | by tmullins | [ Reply to This ]
      oh, wow. This is so touching. I like the 'aquired taste' bit - it's sort of like she is not the sterotypical chic, but a beauty all her own that the narrator really appriciates in and of itself. I like the contrast of harshness and softless. Steel and lace - that was perfect.
    That's also what Freyja and the calkyries were. They were harsh warrior women, yet also freyja (goddess snd leader of the Valkyries) also was the goddess of love and beauty.

    The only thing I could offer complaint about was the ryming - I think you could straighten it up, because it really wasn't noticable in some places, and so it seemed kind of haphazard.
    | Posted on 2005-12-31 00:00:00 | by Starless Knight | [ Reply to This ]
      Amazing poem.

    She seems accessible and removed at the same time.

    Tormentor and solace.

    Total acceptance of her undeniable power to infiltrate your mind and soul and to pour out the contents with surprising accuracy.

    Please may I have one for Christmas...
    | Posted on 2005-12-15 00:00:00 | by Beulah | [ Reply to This ]
      I'm not familiar with Valkyrie. Looked her up on Ask Oxford.com, but I couldn't find any results for madrigals- what's that?
    Sounds like all these muses are females. Channeling sexual energy or tension into creative expression?
    What would the world be without muses? Stale, dry, grey nothingness. Whatever inspires us to create is a good thing I think.
    | Posted on 2005-11-26 00:00:00 | by fo | [ Reply to This ]
      "Mere juxtapositions
    of a twisted
    frame-
    sun,moon,stars,rain."

    Powerful ending, you take what people associate with perfection "sun,moon,stars,rain" and called them "mere juxtapositions". Powerful vocabulary, and personification. Amazing poem.
    Tekin Kashami
    | Posted on 2005-10-20 00:00:00 | by Tekin_Kashami | [ Reply to This ]
      WOW! Only one comment to this?

    This was SUPERB! You really captured a lot into this write. You left an opening in this so the reader could interpret the write any way that they chose. This shows a lot of talent and creativity. I liked the wording and the format.

    Excellent!

    Li Li
    | Posted on 2005-11-04 00:00:00 | by Munchie_1226 | [ Reply to This ]


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