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dversepoets, Fighting against all odds, First times, Looking for a word, Poetics, Shakespearean sonnet, Sonnet, Trying to write
Look at me, how I sit here trying hard,
pen in hand and a sheet of page in front:
To scribble a word and be called a bard;
Of muse’s wrath, instead, I bear the brunt.
I beseech her to come to me one more time,
pacing back and forth, reaching my wit’s end;
Watching morose clocks of wordlessness chime,
my broken poetic cord I try to mend.
Her silent laughs through clouds of hush I hear,
mocking me at my moment of despair;
While from my red eye, slips a lonely tear
screaming her name through ripples in the air.
Wait! Are those the footfalls that have returned?
For words I feel; my listlessness has burned.
**Posted for Poetics: ‘First Times’ @ d’VersePoets… The folks here make me do things I have never done before.. like write a Shakespearean Sonnet! π And that too, at a time when I am experiencing my all-time poetic low! Seriously, when decent poetic words are hard to come by, these guys fill me with inspiration! CANNOT thank y’all enough, d’Versers!! **
You said it all Kavz! My muse sat there stubbornly refusing to smile… indeed mocking all my efforts to write, I daresay some poetry… sonnet it is. Awesomely you wove the very story of many of us I am sure of that.
P.S.- I loved your Sonnet… Hugs xoxoxo
Oh babe… this little cold war with the muse is killing me! And whenever I come out winner, I am just BEAMING !!! π
And I’m sure, my muse too is doing the same (albeit secretly).. cuz my victory is her victory too, ya know π
And you, sweetheart, me loviez! With all my heart (well, a lot of it anyway) and words too! π
Oh girl, now you are making me go senti all over again!!! mwaahhzz n loviezzzz
u crazy lady!
Beyond any doubts π
π
So happy to know you’re writing and in meter no less! Rock and roll fighting, you win!
…and winning makes you feel AWESOME!!!!
Thanks so much for the nice words, Anna! I need all the encouragement I can get! π
Hugs!!
My muse shows up when she wants to…and demands immediate attention from me no matter what I’m doing….so I know how you feel. π
*sigh* tough moments, these, Charles.. when my muse is playing hide n seek with me… and I have to FIGHT to seek her… whew!
I appreciate your empathy…
The muse does mock us sometimes for sure, often disappears for a time behind a cloud or something; but eventually she returns and you write something that was SOOOOO worth the wait. I enjoyed your poem and your reflections.
Thanks, Mary … you are so right about the muses… and the wait too!
But then again, we can but try.. π and keep at it! π
So good to see you. This is so well-expressed! xo
Thanks, Victoria…for everything..
yay good to see you and it feels so good when those words rush back in to fill that space…there are times you have to wrangle her back in and others where its an easy return…either way glad you found her…smiles….
Ditto, B! It’s always a relief when those muses find their way back… I feel lost without them…whew!!
ah that muse is a fickle creature at times…you can never really trust what she’s doing next…smiles..and wow…first time and sonnet…nice..
Fickle indeed, Claudia….whew! I almost have to bribe her every single time! π
Glad you liked my first time sonnet, C…thankooz! I could do with all the encouragement…
… a hard try rewarded with a very poetic result! Well done! I love the image!
Thank you so much, babes.., that eye is Srini’s… I clicked it, and later extracted colors on photoshop to get this image π
Yes, expanding one’s scope is a first and inspiration comes in so many shapes and forms. I’ve always loved though, how the prompts here seem to focus that form somehow, and what is produced is harnessed inspiration. If that makes any sense, late and allβ¦as to the piece, I just love how your thought pattern, introduction became the poem itself here, and the bit of shakespearean-esque langue used brought a smile, as I’m a sucker for language and the way it can be altered and changed, crafted in ways that truly can move someone in different ways, simply by where a word is placed within a line or phrase. This is really good. enjoyed it greatly. Thanks for sharing, and here’s to never-ending inspiration:)
Yaaayyy…thanks for your insight and your words of appreciation and encouragement on my poem, Fred…. Seriously, I need it all! π And you are sooo right about those inspiring moments….it’s just a matter of a moment…between dullness and absolute inspiration! And you never know what hits you, and when! But when it does, the feeling is simply amazing! And I am really glad you liked how my words shaped up here, to form this partly-Shakespearean-partly-Kavitaian poem π Yes, which word is placed where – sometimes, that makes all the difference in the effectiveness of a poem… It’s really nice to know mine was appreciated… Thanks again!!
And have an awesome week ahead!
So nice to read your beautiful words again, Kavita.
Ooohh…thank you sooo much, Emily…. So sweet of you to stop by and read my poem… Jeez, I am getting so irregular with them… π¦
cant tell you how good it feels to read you again lady π *hugs* this was awesome !
Yaaayyyy…and it is so nice to see you here, babe!!! Tankoooo…
Hugs right back at ya!! π
Hi Kavita
It’s been a week I have been reading your blog, your poetry is a sheer genius, am truly amazed.
Whoaa!! That’s quite a compliment, Varun… I really appreciate it.. Thanks a heap!!
Kavita, please go through my blog as well, though it may appear quite naive, I have started blogging recently.
So I have a huge bundle of songs that i plan to share.:)
http://varunjoshi0404.wordpress.com/
Will certainly check out your blog, Varun….
Songs, eh? Wow, that’s neat! And don’t even start about naΓ―vetΓ© π I am a forever amateur myself π
Awaiting the muse … and in meter. Impressed! π
I know the agony all too well. Nicely written piece!
Thanks, Tekia dearie… I hope the muses return to you soon… And to me too…
Oh how I can relate to your words! I’ve missed reading your poetry, Kavita.
Hiiiiii, girl….it’s so nice to see you here. It’s been ages! Well, actually, it’s been ages since I’ve written too…sighh…
Love these lines: “Watching morose clocks of wordlessness chime,
my broken poetic cord I try to mend”. Certainly no ‘wordlessness’ this! http://communities.washingtontimes.com/neighborhood/provoking-hearts-and-minds/2012/nov/25/pearl-matters/