Pierian Poems - Poems about Pierian

...If the Muse bolts from me, I'll love her more still and pen heartfelt songs of forlorn rhymes; yet, I'll still wilt within internal climes of gloom from her forsaking me before I emp......

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...Sappho Translations IX Sappho, fragment 17 translation by Michael R. Burch Hear me, Queen Hera, as your delightful festival nears, you to whom the sons of Atreus performed vows, those dazz......

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...MY JURY Representation of my Pierian spring, Attorney of my indelible ink, An old woman does not get tired in the dance she knows best; Life's court sent forth for my jury: Evidence speaks ......

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......the birds having nothing on you each tasty morsel drips deflowering of night and day where sun has chose to stay close your lips to mine piercing the aire behel......

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... "The Periwinkle Time" Blues crushed prepossessing Violet Lavender starbursts sharp as diamonds undressed, a soul preys with black as crow f......

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...To Lesley do I owe a big debt No more over verse will I ever sweat Reading her nuanced advice between the lines My motivation to versify sharply declines It has become clear to me that my rot......

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...What can I do when the spring runs dry? Words refuse to come,images die In the desert of the mind,only drought No oasis in sight,there's none about The searing sun of silence allows for no shade......

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...O Cinna man,where you gonna run to? O Cinna man,where are you gonna hide? What's with poetry which makes us all blue? Your verses we can no longer abide Most of us labour on the foothills of......

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...Gone now are the wondrous minds of old, whose era treasured learning over gold, And humble were the thoughts and words of these, who, trothed to truth, would now be left displeased, by hurried te......

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...Poesy requires skill and meter, and a bard of golden heart; or he will tire and teeter. “Ars longa, vita brevis.” A bard must seek inspiration, and write with love and art to creat......

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...O, Tenebrous O, interminable tenebrous ev'r bewildering, haunting, taunting my incessant Pierian Spring! McCuen Copyright October 2008......

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...Late at night Losing all sense of time Caught in the web's Ghostly glow A glimpse of an ad During a sip of ruby red A muse was born (Amusin' illusion) To tempt the Melpomene in me. Dionysus ......

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