Poetry, you dazzled my eye
teased me with unearthly visions;
got me too high.
Primed my soul to fly to heaven
then marooned me upon the earth
sixed for seven.
You called across celestial shores
glowing in empyrean colors
then shut your doors.
Lost in your amusing mazes
I followed fast your golden thread
through dark phases.
Muse-abused and undelivered
my heartstrings wavered, stalled, then stopped –
Poetry—you’ve cheated on me;
winked and flirted, then escorted
Spare me further cantos, curses,
keep your holy delirium,
On second thought, oh Lady cruel—
humiliate me – lead me on.
(I’m still your fool.)
Dominatrix, queen of the word
for you I’ll suffer untold shame.
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[Roxy Music album cover: For Your Pleasure 1973]
PROMPT 11: write a poem that addresses itself or some aspect of its self
Well done! The conflicted relationships we have with our muses! Mine needs to learn to keep regular business hours. There’s way too much wee-hour inspiration.
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