Over at Jingle Poetry this week for the Poetry Potluck the topic is "Muse, Art, Music and Poetry". Giving much thought to this subject matter, it has brought me to this: the task of the Muse in creating all Art, Music and Poetry.... This is what I came up with:
To Touch with Grace
Delving into places to reach,
Reach within the depths of the soul.
Touching tenderly there to breach,
As whales above the waters roll.
Leading the reader to a place,
To a place beyond simple words,
Connecting with their soul through grace,
Deeper meanings than mere thoughts spurred.
Like the artist placing his hue,
On the canvas layered with paint,
Yet the masterpiece dost ensue,
Catenation boldly or faint.
Thus leaving ever the footprint,
Embed within another heart,
The unforgotten touch of glint,
A spark ignites, the passions start.
Feelings... thoughts beyond the mere muse,
Tenderly touching deeper skin,
Simple selections, words I choose,
Gathered and placed like in my tin.
Treasures and wonders all are here,
Sharing with others, this we do,
Special gifts placed with care my dear,
These things written from me to you.
Treasures and wonders all are here,
Reached within the depths of my soul,
Special gifts placed with care my dear,
To touch with grace another soul.
Petrina Lesko
April 2011
Being that it is about time also for OSW over at One Stop Poetry, I shall be linking there as well. Hope you all enjoyed this interpretation of the wondrous Muse.
To Touch with Grace
Delving into places to reach,
Reach within the depths of the soul.
Touching tenderly there to breach,
As whales above the waters roll.
Leading the reader to a place,
To a place beyond simple words,
Connecting with their soul through grace,
Deeper meanings than mere thoughts spurred.
Like the artist placing his hue,
On the canvas layered with paint,
Yet the masterpiece dost ensue,
Catenation boldly or faint.
Thus leaving ever the footprint,
Embed within another heart,
The unforgotten touch of glint,
A spark ignites, the passions start.
Feelings... thoughts beyond the mere muse,
Tenderly touching deeper skin,
Simple selections, words I choose,
Gathered and placed like in my tin.
Treasures and wonders all are here,
Sharing with others, this we do,
Special gifts placed with care my dear,
These things written from me to you.
Treasures and wonders all are here,
Reached within the depths of my soul,
Special gifts placed with care my dear,
To touch with grace another soul.
Petrina Lesko
April 2011
Being that it is about time also for OSW over at One Stop Poetry, I shall be linking there as well. Hope you all enjoyed this interpretation of the wondrous Muse.