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Elusive Muse

by Kate Demeree

In russets gown
Wearing golden shoes
With ruby crown
Is my darling muse

The scarlet wings
That fluttered by
Brought delightful things
To the autumn sky

Oh I the voyeur
Will ever be
Her secret lover
Captured willingly

Her dance of vales
Will be over soon
Novembers gales
Shall still October's moon

Yet I shall remember
Her garb and crown
She will dance in fires ember
As snow falls down

Waiting there
In memories eye
Until she dare
To reclaim the sky

How I

Love

This


Elusive Muse

10/14/2004

Posted on 10/14/2004
Copyright © 2021 Kate Demeree

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Maureen Glaude on 10/14/04 at 03:40 PM

it seems colour and season have served as the glorious muse this time. We just worked on use of colours in our poetry class. You did a beautiful job here. Lovely.

Posted by Philip F De Pinto on 10/14/04 at 05:36 PM

I got news for you, that elusive muse digs you too as this poem is clearly indicative.

Posted by Charles E Minshall on 10/15/04 at 04:52 AM

And I your Poem Kate...Charlie

Posted by JD Clay on 10/15/04 at 05:48 AM

You certainly have a fancyful and effervescent muse on your hands, Kate. Fun poem! Pe4ce...

Posted by Max Bouillet on 10/16/04 at 05:21 PM

Let me fall into autumn with words like these... words that linger with October's tease. Caress me with the colors of the fallen leaves, and your words whisper as the wind through the trees.... :)

Posted by Ashok Sharda on 10/17/04 at 05:10 AM

Just gather your self and the elusive Muse is in your arms.'She will dance in fires ember As snow falls down' and dance with you.

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