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Voice of the Muse: March 2009
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Voice of the Muse. The poetry of the Tenth Muse. Saturday, March 14, 2009. The poisoned dart spills. She lies in my arms. Calling me like a Siren. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). View my complete profile. More from Tenth Muse. Eyes of the Muse. Food of the Muse. Anna on the Road. The poisoned dart spills Virgin blood Trembling an. 169; Tenth Muse. Simple template. Powered by Blogger.
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Voice of the Muse
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Voice of the Muse. The poetry of the Tenth Muse. Saturday, March 14, 2009. The poisoned dart spills. She lies in my arms. Calling me like a Siren. Hey, come visit, leave a comment, make a friend. Thursday, April 02, 2009 8:57:00 AM. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). View my complete profile. More from Tenth Muse. Eyes of the Muse. Food of the Muse. Anna on the Road. The poisoned dart spills Virgin blood Trembling an. 169; Tenth Muse. Simple template. Powered by Blogger.
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Voice of the Muse: Fairytale
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Voice of the Muse. The poetry of the Tenth Muse. Sunday, November 04, 2007. You opened my heart. And read me like pages of a book. Your own private fairytale. Your eyes saw a dreamland, a fantasy. A world of color and light. A place of mystery. You turned the pages. Until you saw the monster of every fairytale. My heart, my love, my soul. And fear took hold of you, possessed you. Closing the book, tossing it aside. How did it end. Monday, February 04, 2008 7:44:00 PM. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom).
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Voice of the Muse: September 2007
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Voice of the Muse. The poetry of the Tenth Muse. Thursday, September 27, 2007. In my dream I had a vision of you-. You descended from above-. Cloaked in a radiant glow. I felt your power as you came to me-. I saw all that you had to offer-. I extended my hands to you-. Wanting to possess you. As quickly as you appeared, you vanished-. Not wanting to be possessed so easily. I set out on my quest-. Day and night I ride. Where are you, my Holy Grail-. Let me be worthy of you. Let me possess you.
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Voice of the Muse: August 2007
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Voice of the Muse. The poetry of the Tenth Muse. Saturday, August 25, 2007. Overcome by these dark clouds and shades. These Erinyes.these Furies. Retribution, Revenge, Vengeance. Iron claws tearing at my flesh. Clenched around my neck. Dragging me to such depths. Past the river Styx. Past Acheron and Charon with his rotten boat and old coins. Deep into dark-walled Hades. Robbing me of my mind. Robbing me of my soul. Work in progress with a mythological twist. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Eyes of the Muse.
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Voice of the Muse: October 2007
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Voice of the Muse. The poetry of the Tenth Muse. Wednesday, October 10, 2007. The sun sets slowly. Bringing on the shadows of Night. Cool air and crisp breeze. The musky scent of the Earth. You and I kiss. We come together, embrace. Skin to skin, flesh to flesh. Our bodies melt together. Unleashing unrestrained gasps and moans. With hearts pounding as drums. The rhythm of our sensual dance seizes us. Ecstasy consumes us, ignites a fire within us. And we dance until. Tuesday, October 09, 2007. Exhausted b...
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Voice of the Muse: May 2007
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Voice of the Muse. The poetry of the Tenth Muse. Saturday, May 05, 2007. Cold, icy rain. The flash of lightning. The rumble of thunder. The perfect marriage of sight and sound. I dream in shades of red tonight. Unsympathetic, unrelenting god. Fingering golden arrows with a smile. Tangled in this web of delight. Envy of Golden Aphrodite. We plunge into unimagined depths. An endless, bottomless pool of desire. Diving, drowning, gasping for breath. Reaching, grasping, embracing. Rising, falling, breathing.
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Voice of the Muse
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Voice of the Muse. The poetry of the Tenth Muse. Wednesday, October 10, 2007. The sun sets slowly. Bringing on the shadows of Night. Cool air and crisp breeze. The musky scent of the Earth. You and I kiss. We come together, embrace. Skin to skin, flesh to flesh. Our bodies melt together. Unleashing unrestrained gasps and moans. With hearts pounding as drums. The rhythm of our sensual dance seizes us. Ecstasy consumes us, ignites a fire within us. And we dance until. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom).
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Vivamus atque Amemus: This and That
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Monday, November 07, 2011. Weather (and Kitty update):. View from my dining room window. Tired from a busy day at work. ITunes on shuffle, Loreena McKennitt "Penelope's Song". Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Let us live and let us love. (Catullus, Poem 5). View my complete profile. More from Tenth Muse. Voice of the Muse. Eyes of the Muse. Food of the Muse. Anna on the Road. 169; Tenth Muse. Simple template. Template images by bopshops.
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Vivamus atque Amemus: Banana Bread, Take 2
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Sunday, October 23, 2011. Banana Bread, Take 2. I tried to make banana bread a few weeks ago and it was a complete disaster for probably a number of reasons. Because I don't like to give up when it comes to cooking and baking, I decided to give it another shot. This time I used a different recipe. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Let us live and let us love. (Catullus, Poem 5). View my complete profile. More from Tenth Muse. Voice of the Muse. Eyes of the Muse. Food of the Muse. Anna on the Road.