Guillermo Veloso

Freshman - 772 Points (September 25 1962 / New York City)

Dark Muse - Poem by Guillermo Veloso

This summer night
Thick with textures
A broth of mist and sound
Alive with bells / sleigh bells /
Mournful black streets are
Spun with webs of light
That move like the tide
Back and forth
It is the deepest of summer now
The fresh rain in the deep green
Caresses my feet though I cannot see them
My foot prints rise in the green
Eyes upon me
The compass in my head guides my motion
Continuity spins on in the cosmos
Revolves around this instant
That will never come again
Eternal and mortal at once
The companion I seek is a dark muse

Comments about Dark Muse by Guillermo Veloso

  • Rookie - 63 Points Eric Cockrell (7/30/2011 7:39:00 AM)

    i absolutely love this one... you take the reader with you... well written! (Report) Reply

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  • Gold Star - 5,336 Points Hans Vr (7/30/2011 6:54:00 AM)

    Deep and a bit mystic, I would say. A pleasant read (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, July 30, 2011

Poem Edited: Wednesday, August 3, 2011

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