You give wings to
Flightless birds,
Breathing life into
these very words.
Through each line
To love or long,
You play the melody
That writes the song.
Like a ballerina
Set upon the stage,
Gracefully you dance
Across every page.
You are my muse.
Written for dVerse Quadrille #143. (Word: Muse, Count: 44)
Photo credits: Anjana C via Pexels.
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Greg – you’ve painted a sweet, weightless picture here 🙂
❤
David
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Like this one, Greg!👍
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Superb, great line..Breathing life into
these very words….but in fact the following stanza was easily as good….really enjoyed it…
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Glad you enjoyed it. Thanks,
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Nice flow. 👍🏼
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Beautiful rhyme here, and I love the idea of the muse giving wings to the flightless.
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Thank you
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Beautiful words.
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Thank you.
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