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Almost Midnight

Waiting…
Nearing midnight
Longing…
 
This is my time
To share
Or
Not…
 
To give of
myself…
Or
Not…
 
Where are you?
Why are you so elusive?
My needs and
Desires go
Unnoticed
You ignore me
Ignore my will
 
Waiting…
Nearing Midnight…
Longing…
 
Neither comes…
Sleep…
        Nor
my Muse
 
Copyright © 2014 Annie – Original Poetry
Always…I wish you peace, joy and happiness, but most of all I wish you Love.
As Ever, Annie
 
 
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Midnight Memories

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Midnight Memories

The witching hour
…after midnight
 
My Muse loves to wake me then
teasing me with ideas…
making me pay attention…
forcing me to write…
when all I 
want is sleep
 
She gives no choices…
filling my brain with
words so fast at times
I struggle to write
fast enough 
Before… 
They disappear
And…
are lost to me
Forever
 
Copyright © 2014 Annie – Original Poetry
As Always, I wish you peace, joy and happiness, but most of all I wish you LOVE.
As Ever, Annie

She Looked Up…

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She Looked Up…

Quietly reading in
her usual place
her table in the
twilight corner
 
The place where her
soul opens to the
Universe
Allowing her Muse
to run wild and free
 
Exchanging the book
for her writing notebook
she looked up
And…
The world stopped
 
All thought left her
as the Muse pushed
her into the arms of
those
stunning green eyes
 
Quickly busying herself
with her things
she tried to remember
how to breathe…
think…
live…
 
Those green eyes
would haunt her
soul
Forever
 
Copyright © 2014 Annie – Original Poetry
Always…I wish you peace, joy and happiness, but most of all I wish you Love.
As Ever, Annie

Wild and Free

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Wild and Free

The Muse is flowing

Poetry running free

Like wild mustangs through

my head

Words flow across the pages

reminding me of Spring rivers rising

The words won’t come to me when

I want them…

need them…

Words are fickle and have

a life of their own

Playing out sagas in black

across white pages lined in blue

I give in…

And …

give up…

to the words…

the Muse…

I let the words have their way

Perhaps…

Should I give them their due…

their own free will…

loosen the reins…

they will allow me at some point soon

(I hope)

to manipulate them to my will…

Until then, they are like children

running wild and free…

coming out to play on a whim…

always teaching me the

lessons of freedom.

 

 

© 2013 Annie Original Poetry
Always…I wish you peace, joy and happiness, but most of all I wish you Love.
As Ever, Annie

My Special Place

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My Special Place

Cup of coffee in hand…

Notebook open on the table

Pen resting on a clean page…

Inspiration will come…

Ideas will Perk forth…

This is my special

Sanctuary…

The place where

I feel I do my

Best work

An old world

Cafe

Tucked away on a quiet

Street of a small town

So unassuming…

Yet…

So right…

The place where my Muse

is happy and floods my

Soul with words…

Words to be crafted…

Words to be woven…

By her Hand into

Poetry…

Stories…

Memories…

© 2013 Annie Original Poetry
Always…I wish you peace, joy and happiness, but most of all I wish you Love.
As Ever, Annie

My Muse

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My Muse

My Muse rides high

during my late night

wanderings.

Working hard to capture the words

fleeting in and out of my

sleep deprived brain…

She occasionally is able

to cobble together enough

words to give back to me

as a poem

I would like to be a writer…

love to be a poet…

My Muse takes my hand…

guides me along that

journey of weaving words

to make sense of my life.

© 2013 Annie Original Poetry
Always…I wish you peace, joy and happiness, but most of all I wish you Love.
As Ever, Annie

“Poetry is just the evidence of life.  If your life is burning well, poetry is just the ash.”

~ Leonard Cohen ~

Music Like Poetry

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Music Like Poetry

Words are my life…

Music is my soul…

The two are intertwined in my heart

To keep me sane

To keep me…Me

Music is my Muse

Writing is my Life

Without the two

I would be only a

Shell of myself

© 2013 Annie Original Poetry

Always…I wish you peace, joy and happiness, but most of all I wish you Love.

As Ever, Annie

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