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.
18 comments:
i find grace one of the most amazing gifts...when we allow others to be themselves, acknowledge them and love them anyway or because of...nice one shot
Appreciate both the writer and reader interaction of your piece. It's great how words can prompt thoughts to explore further ideas in a most enjoyable way. Nicely penned.
wow that just makes me wonder what your muse was coz its a beautiful write :)
//Thus leaving ever the footprint,
Embed within another heart,
The unforgotten touch of glint,
A spark ignites, the passions start.// what a beautiful thought
Sharing the gift of a poem. That is what it is created for. very nice..
Wonderful poem. Left me feeling nostalgic.
Love your beautiful words. :-)
leading readers to a place
beyond words and full of grace...
that's wonderful.
thanks for linking.
A++
i would say that your muse was working overtime on this one. really beautiful!
This was really well thought and crafted .. was a sweet walk through forms of beauty :)
Thank you for the soul-touching grace of these lovely words....
very very pretty! I see you're in So Cal so am I and you have pics of the Channel Islands? Are you near there? One of our favorite hang outs is Carpinteria for many many years and parts of Ventura as well ..... have a great day!
Beautiful hues of grace ...in the canvas of our lives...lovely One Shot...bkm
interesting metaphysical poetry
very nice :)
What a beautiful poem. Thank you for sharing it.
you certainly did touch my heart with a beautiful grace. :)
5th to last stanza had a touching quality to it, a strong message in its most simplistic form. Enjoy the potluck!
http://lynnaima.wordpress.com/2011/04/28/asmodeus-and-the-rapture/
A beautiful dance...
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