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d’Verse Quadrille #143: Muse Cues

A Conscious Wisp of Vapor

An ethereal thing
Scraps of moments floating
about one’s mind.
Waiting… Wandering
until a muse sparks them
to intertwine and spawn
primordial poetic flames.
This timeless game she savors,
To birth something unusual.
A conscious wisp of vapor
from a snuffed candle.


I love a well told story. If it makes me laugh, all the better.

27 thoughts on “d’Verse Quadrille #143: Muse Cues

  1. I love the idea of the muse “spawning” something. 😉 For some reason, for me that conjures visuals of tadpole to pollywog, to frog. The whole process. Love that.

    1. Delightfully close to my heart with the frog observation! The little devils will slip right through your fingers too. Not unlike hanging on to a muse. Thanks! 😉

  2. I like the metaphor you chose, of the candle, very much. (And I just *had to* click on a name like sillyfrog!)

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