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My Muse

pen poised over paper
dangling in mid-air
the words, they don’t come
for my muse went away
and in his wake
disjointed thoughts remain
unable to reconnect
these fragments of words
like dried leaves constantly
being swept away
by the wind blowing
incessantly
as the door where my muse
passed through
remains open

-©The Elusive Scribe 011515-

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A Writer’s Release

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thoughts drifting away
like white clouds gliding
as the breath of wind gently blows
pushing them onwards
scattering into the ephemeral embrace
of the vast nothingness

yet consciousness forms
amidst the floating images
caressing tendrils of memories
like fragile shards of glass
blood dripping from shallow cuts
as fingers try to put the pieces
back together to form a thought

and so the words begin to flow
slowly at first then gushing from pen
like a broken dam unrelenting
spreading on whitened sheets
a wildfire of words mingling
with tears and sweat

the pages will turn once more
lines will be filled with forgotten words
stitched together by images
flashing behind eyes that stare
at swaying trees and dancing leaves
as the barrier between thought and pen
ceases to exist…

-©The Elusive Scribe 050214-

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No Longer Matter

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These lines no longer matter
words no longer have any meaning
shared thoughts are fading
promises already breaking
like mirrors ready to shatter

Yet the words will spill
like the blood that flows
from the heart though pained
from the absence of you

And they will form in silence
just like the silence you gave
and form they will just to speak
the truth that this lips won’t dare say

That the dark days you left me with
sparked the fire within
and from the desolation of broken heart strings
and debris of shattered dreams
the flames will run

Engulfing the wreckage
consuming the pain and hatred
searing memories etched upon walls
down in the chamber once offered to you

And from the heat of the flames
that course through these veins
all the lies these ears have heard
and lips have sworn
shall melt away
like the images of you
and us no more

And the fire shall raze
everything in its path
leaving nothing
not even a shadow of our first kiss
not even a hint of our smiles
nothing
not even the idea of us

-©The Elusive Scribe 040514-

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Shifted by the moon

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A sliver of light appears as clouds do part
trailing its finger upon an exposed heart
beating secret words into works of art
once clutched to chest now bursting apart.

And so the words do form under the moon’s gaze,
like winds that swirl and billow in the haze.
This tender heart chases after its muse in a maze
seeking clarity even though it’s in a daze.

What madness lies then in the deepening night?
Shifted by the moon these thoughts do ignite.
cold at first but then they burn so bright
spreading like wildfire that has taken flight.

-©The Elusive Scribe 012914-

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The March of Words

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I can hear them pounding the streets
with their heavy footfalls echoing
against the walls of my crowded mind.
The letters come marching arm in arm
conjuring ideas from words like magic
out they come from their hiding places
drowning me in their raucous din.
I could hear their voices rising
clamoring to be heard, wanting my attention
begging for me to write them down on paper.
My hands are shaking in anticipation
wondering how the march of words will appear
once I start to bleed my pen
staining blank pages that await
the kiss of the nib on their virgin skin.

-The Elusive Scribe 010814-

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Spellbound

There is magic in the words your lips do utter
into the night where our shadows reside,
with the flames from the candles our only lights
reflected back within the deep pools of our eyes.
Your whispered words that get carried by the wind
trail goosebumps on flesh as your breath descends,
a spell to remove the chains that bind the fire
setting it free to course through cold skin that waits
for your touch to ignite the desire within
letting it loose and unbound on waiting silken sheets.

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Pain in Real Love

Can pain exist in something beautiful
like real love bestowed with innocence?
Can it lay waste the blossoming garden
where seeds of hope and dreams were planted?
Can pain break the melodic laughter
and replace it with ringing silence?
Can it harden the softest of hearts
and turn it into an unforgiving stone?
Can pain dampen the fire bursting inside,
leaving behind nothing but ashes?
Can it darken once bright eyes
and cause rivers of tears to flow?
Can pain be embedded within the joy of loving,
then break out like thorns on roses?
Can it silence the words that often flow
from lips that love has taught to speak?
Can pain take over the light that burns
and bring with it the shadows of despair?
Can it chill the blood that flows,
and numb body, mind and soul?

-The Elusive Scribe 113013-

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Unwanted Pain

weaving words with pen on blank pieces of paper,
corrupting virgin surface with tears of ink,
the words come like flowing river,
filling up the page with the darkest of images
that can only come from a mind bereft of the light.
no hope filters through the shadows of despair
that wrapped their fingers on her grieving soul,
clenching them into fists to bleed her heart
of the hurts that she bore in silence alone.

what wicked fate brought her this unwanted pain,
when all she ever wanted was a piece of heaven
she thought she could find in her lover’s arms.
but she is played like a guitar with broken strings,
and she danced to the tune of his falsities
until her feet start to bleed on shards of shattered glass
of her dreams he broke with all of his forgotten promises.

she is weeping deep inside though her smile never falters,
and you can see in her eyes that she is slowly dying,
and with every word she spilled on the pages of her book,
she is transferring a little bit of her self,
hoping that she could save the innocent that was once her
and let it live the life she could not have on dreams
conjured by a fragment of hope that clings to her deep within.

-The Elusive Scribe 102213-

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I fell in love with the idea of love, and it was just a sad thing to feel.
For I once hoped for a knight in armor white,
to come and sweep me off my feet.
Or perhaps someone who’ll serenade me
as the stars in the night sky shine bright.
Or a poet who will woo me with words,
reciting poems about love to melt my heart.
Or someone I can call my Romeo,
who will fight for me to the bitter end.
But all these were not real, just made up stories for kids to read.
I was disillusioned at first but that’s okay,
my reality was far better than these fairy tales.
For I found someone who is not a knight in armor white,
but managed to sweep me off my feet.
He doesn’t serenade me only when the stars are out at night,
but he sings to me sweet songs all day long.
He doesn’t recite verses of love to melt my heart,
but he woos me with his own words enough to make
me swoon completely.
He isn’t a Romeo who died in the end,
but he’s the perfect lover nonetheless.
All I know is that love in real life is so much better
than those I found in my childhood stories.
A love like this shouldn’t end just like in books,
but should last for a lifetime with just me and you.

-The Elusive Scribe 080313-

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No Subtlety

There is no subtlety with the way
these words form in this jagged mind of mine.
They rage and roil and rush in torrents,
coalescing without coherence,
as I struggle to understand
what thoughts are trying to form
in this vast emptiness that they are trying to fill
with words freely flowing with uncertainty,
trying to capture the essence of it all.

The reasons why these words burn and blaze along
leaving trails of memories and forgotten images
of lost loves and present lover
held captive by these unspoken words swirling
in the inky blackness of this mind
that longs for the light.
And to finally unravel the right words from these lips
to tell you the true meaning of this feeling that I have,
the feeling that I call love and all the madness it
comes with it.

-The Elusive Scribe 070613-