All my creative pursuits.
Reworked and reimagined…
The pretty words rattle and quiver
They shake the walls
And give you the shivers
Bless those words and damn the silence
Tap the inkwell
Cover the blankness
They flow like a river, swollen to flood
Burn like a wildfire
Drip like blood
Over the precipice they tauntingly hover
The chasm is deep
And seductive as a lover
To lose those words is just like a death
For the writer would leap
Not save his last breath
Pale porcelaine skin
Muse and goddess, shining bright
Your love eludes me
Inspired by the unrequited love of Maude Gonne by WB Yeats.
With dreamy idleness and wanderlust
With joy and sheer delight
Describes a noble and courtly love
Descended from the heights
Like my beloved Yeats, as a young man
Seeking his unattainable Muse
But this love is within his tender grasp
This clever girl whom he would choose
With the strength of love that inspires art
So enchanting is his attendance
With warmth in my heart I bear witness
To the blossoming of his love’s resplendence
This is for my friend M. It indeed is a joy to watch someone find true love…
Meg Sorick, Author/Artist 