The Muse

Black birds in sky 5.8.17

Photo:  L. Burton


Muse –

the color of indigo skies

and black birds’ eyes

lunch dangles from his mouth

green leaves dance

wind chimes enchant

an echoing breeze from the south.

Outstretched wings will fly

capture the black birds’ sigh

fill up the word well from this drought.



De, aka WhimsyGizmo, is hosting Quadrille Monday at dVerse.  We’re penning poems of 44 words, including the word echo.


10 comments on “The Muse

  1. frankhubeny says:

    The muse is all of these things. I like the idea of filling up the “word well”.

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  2. whimsygizmo says:

    The rhyme and slant rhyme you’ve got here is just wonderful. Just an amazing use of sound, throughout.

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  3. I’m a sucker for rhyme and this delivered big time! A wonderful bit of verse here, Lynn

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  4. sanaarizvi says:

    Beautiful use of rhyme in this!❤️


  5. Oh I do love the muse of blackbirds and sky… the best ever.

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