Poets, have you ever felt like this? Will you C/C please?

Great song this is one I would like HH, to sing I'll have to tell him.

'have I ever felt my muse sleeps', 'not a sound in blissful piece ?

I'll unlock my mind as I day-dream I'll clime every Mountain

and reach for the sky, follow every rainbow until we find are dream

A dream that will last all the day's and days ..the hills are alive with the sound of HH and the misic he sings ,, ''Oh Sorry I don't know what got into me there just some insparashenal feeling of poetry in the making .. HuGG SSS :)

No I don't think I have , My poetry just gets better and better ..How are you? nice poem, thanks

for bringing out mrhythmhm and rhyme...

Yes, although with muses there is always the suspicion that they have abandoned you because of your failing to pay proper attention to them.

But most things that we learn in life we learn either from failure, or from the slowly-learned lessons of repeatedly mediocre performance. Not everything is a matter of being the dry tinder that a spark from somewhere or other catches.

Unfortunately, and very unfairly, Natasha B always reminds me of James Blunt, who seems to have been a very competent soldier, but whose music I can't abide.

FWIW, I find lines 4 and 5 a little awkward. I'd change awkward to awkwardly, but I'm not sure what is niggling me about line 5. Hey, it's a dark, wet June day and it feels as if the east coast of Scotland is about to sink; I need more serotonin.

Overall, I like it, but as often with your shorter pieces, it feels like a fragment of something bigger.

My muse has never really been one of rhyme anyway so that's that a problem....my muse seems to abandon me when I am very content, but rejoins me in times like now. So I guess for me it's the opposite, my muse abandons me for worse "climes" :)

ahaha not just poets.

Damn that is one hell of a great song.

Thank you so much for that link.

Better than any medicine any pill can bring

be the confirmation that I, or you

just as much as anyone else

have the right to sing

or not to sing

WITHOUT QUESTION!

regardless if anyone likes the song

or not

even if one isn't always pre-programmed

and drugged up till they bebop and buzza be

manageable and sweet as a whittle bird?

as apparently more than horribly sadly

way the hayho too many people would prefer to see

while claiming they love or care and want

only the best for thee

or beautiful and tragic as Pilaf

wrapped nice and pretty in a cute lil carafe

of true love to mmmmm sift and sip please

nice and slow

till one be drunk as a sailor

dancing, danzing at the speed of light

to a sioux wheat gagong gaga rrrrrrrrrumba

and we all be laughing and screamin

YOHOHO AND AIYE KA LUM BAAAAAAA

sounding more like a cacafunny of

fluffanutter nuff said in your aiyiyi with a

half baked whipped cream pie full of

Jambolaya and disgusting ooey gooey

snotty lookin and tasteless bean curd.

And yes, si, neh, tak, we and oui!

It often does mon ami, very much often feels that way

as if sometimes, somehow as if I truly be sleepwalking

through my fingers in so many ways and wheys

aloud when allowed so we can

fly up to the sun and moon

or bounce around from cloud to cloud

or crash and burn if we choose

while never really cuttin loose any thing

except more and more

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=I9pn_P6ZaQk

HOT DANG SAX!

um and then we all go

NOW BLOW BABY,

BLOW?

Haha, aya,

On top of old smokey all covered with cheese

I fear I lost my meata bollas along with my marbles

way the hayho before I looked in your direction

oh so long ago and your fiery hair nearly cut my

corny ah um... but

Happy Birthday to you too sweetheart

as today is just the beginning of the rest of

Thanks for the link. I wasn't familiar with this composer/singer.

I'm having that problem now, as I struggle with a poem.

I have a split screen going now, your answer on the right,

and the poem on Word-pad, languishing on the left.

Oh, muse of the moon...enter my muddled mind and clear

away the cobwebs.

Hi. Nice song, i enjoyed it. Sometimes i feel that my muse has abandoned me because i have abandoned it. This happens depending what is going on in my life, the good thing, is that it doesn't last to long, . Thanks for asking.

Oh yes, my muse been away for months already. If she shows up, I won't be able to recognize her. Your link is not available in my country.

we are all books to be continued to be written

My muse only seems to come to me to relieve some days in the past.

I cannot express myself how I want just hearing birds chirp and the sun beating down upon me.

aye, definately have

its puts accross how it affects you

Yes, we all felt that way!