Forgotten Muse

An epic poem for an epic muse from Jude. I’d like to borrow this one. 🙂 I hope you enjoy the read.

tales told different

Meet the muse

In the deepest recesses of your mind
Amidst the dregs of forgotten ideas
Lies a lonely muse
Forsaken
Bitter
Distraught
Exhausted from all the pining and pleading
Resigned to slowly diminish in the shadows
Never given a chance
To walk the pages of their story

As I seek inspiration, I sift through the phlegm and detritus of memory
And there I find my forlorn muse
A form that shifts from male to female
Pretty as a hyacinth
Then hard as mahogany
Lythe with flawless skin
Then sinewed and muscular

“Who are you?” I ask.

“I am your protagonist!” The muse declares,
“I have ventured the wicked jungles of Bungatira,
And scaled the deadly mountains of the moon.
I have betrayed and paid the bitter price of redemption,
And loved the most dangerous of loves
Many have tried to kill me, many have died instead
And though one succeeded,

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7 thoughts on “Forgotten Muse

  1. Pink Roses says:

    Loved that poem. I’m going to follow judeitakali now.

    Liked by 1 person

  2. judeitakali says:

    Thanks for the reblog Diana 💗

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