Valerie Dohren

Gold Star - 6,878 Points (13 January 1947 / Southport)

My Muse She Died Today - Poem by Valerie Dohren

Her ashen face upon the pillow lay
As then the light upon her hair did play
With sadness borne, my Muse, she died today

Her words did flicker with the dying light
O sorrow, sorrow, now shall be my plight
To ever seek her in the blackest night

No more to hear her whisper words of love
Nor inspiration sent from heav`n above
My empty mind and heart no more to move

O Muse, my Muse, in darkness now I `bide
My soul consumed forever by the tide
And how I long with thee to e`er reside

Where now to find the magic I once knew
When to my heart and soul she was so true
O gone forever her encircling hue

O Muse, my Muse, I beg for your return
That in my thoughts you yet again shall burn
O Muse, my Muse, for you I`ll ever yearn

Comments about My Muse She Died Today by Valerie Dohren

  • A Waltz For Zizi (11/19/2014 11:40:00 AM)

    surprisingly gorgeous (Report) Reply

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  • (5/31/2013 12:26:00 AM)

    Muse is never dead...your poem is a testimony. (Report) Reply

  • (9/12/2012 5:17:00 AM)

    Don't worry, be happy-she'll be back. She always comes back it seems. (Report) Reply

  • (8/30/2012 7:42:00 AM)

    great poem of talent (Report) Reply

  • (8/30/2012 7:42:00 AM)

    great poem of talent (Report) Reply

  • Cynthia Buhain-baello (8/27/2012 9:31:00 PM)

    Tender eloquent poetic pleas that touch and move the writer/reader to seek the Muse with increased passion. Brilliant composition. (Report) Reply

  • (8/27/2012 10:03:00 AM)

    And here is the muse:
    'Today Val lost poetic spark
    And yet her verse denies the dark,
    Her day's not flat but for lyric overjoy
    And flow to heart and ear 
    Such mellifluous thoughts
    Sad and loneliness cannot deploy,
    Later on Val was heard to say
    All inspiration had slipped away,
    But within the trace of a fleeting ghost
    Her sun shines along a ragged coast
    And rings each isle and estuary 
    With uplifting rhyme to the contrary
    Auriferous sun and argentiferous moon
    In fine silken rhythms deftly stitched
    Notions ethereal are laid and pitched
    And journeys embarked with just a word
    To clouds like caverns all worlds inverse 
    I will not accept this proposterious curse
    That Val has lost poetic mojo
    That her verses can no longer flow 
    Who dares oppress a heart to grow,
    I can bare most any views 
    And awful earthly doings news,
    But do not come to me 
    and offer up such a feeble excuse,  
    Youth lost, trading amenity for sanity
    That version of aesthetic is pathetic, and
    That cannot be accepted,
    But in light of pain or toturers abuse
    Then and only then, tell me that Val,
    Is bereft and literally beached
    marooned obtuse and abstruse
    confined in pensive solitude
    Within her stately mews
    Will bar the doors with writers block
    And draw drapes to night all views
    Will retreat with dried out quill 
    And banish all reviews,
    Do not utter but as muted sigh
    That Val has lost her muse.  
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  • (8/25/2012 1:21:00 PM)

    Just give it a little rest and it will be back, I hope. Anyhow, I know your feeling. I'll keep checking you (Report) Reply

  • Diane Hine (8/25/2012 8:52:00 AM)

    She couldn't possibly resist such a beautifully penned entreaty! (Report) Reply

  • Unwritten Soul (8/25/2012 4:07:00 AM)

    Nothing much we can do except we keep praying for the loved ones along with the love light above...remembering the one who leaves us could be a junction for memories bridging our past days, moment of beautiful...That's life we will gain and lose, soon we shall meet again, so be smile a little for that time_SOul (Report) Reply

  • Valsa George (8/24/2012 11:22:00 PM)

    Oh no, Your Muse is very much alive and this wonderful poem itself is the testimony! ! (Report) Reply

  • Heather Wilson (8/24/2012 5:06:00 PM)

    It will return to life I`m sure Val, bet it is already winging its way to you.a lovely poem, (Report) Reply

  • (8/24/2012 2:53:00 PM)

    A wonderful and fantastic poem, like it. (Report) Reply

  • Knight Fizzstorm (8/24/2012 11:47:00 AM)

    Sudden endings breed new beginnings. May your muse one day return to you, Lady Dohren. (Report) Reply

  • Eindaray Kyaw (8/24/2012 11:21:00 AM)

    I can see your heart through your poems! May you be happy again! (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, August 24, 2012

Poem Edited: Friday, August 24, 2012

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