My Muse
Come, songwriters, present your best,
And earn a lovely woman's praise;
You singers come, let your voices
Be heard and used well to serve her:
And dance forth, you nymphs and angels;
Wonderful music for my Muse.
Her body is love's paradise,
There are no eyes as bright and true;
She is wiser than the poet,
And fairer than a comely queen:
Yes all perfections do combine
To beautify my mystic Muse.
She's Womans's choicest example,
Where honour, wisdom, wit and wile
Are all united in her heart.
The Graces claim her heritage:
All virtues that are most divine
Surely shine clearest in my Muse.
poem by MacGregor Tagliaferro
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To His Fairest Valentine, Mrs. A.L.
"Come, pretty birds, present your lays,
And learn to chaunt a goddess praise;
Ye wood-nymphs, let your voices be
Employ'd to serve her deity:
And warble forth, ye virgins nine,
Some music to my Valentine.
"Her bosom is love's paradise,
There is no heav'n but in her eyes;
She's chaster than the turtle-dove,
And fairer than the queen of love:
Yet all perfections do combine
To beautifie my Valentine.
"She's Nature's choicest cabinet,
Where honour, beauty, worth and wit
Are all united in her breast.
The graces claim an interest:
All virtues that are most divine
Shine clearest in my Valentine."
poem by Richard Lovelace
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My Muse Is Free
I swim in the glimmers on the rivers muse
There I muse of love and love muse of me
In muse is ecstasy
my muse is free.
I lay by the brook, the muse's brook
And thirsty, I get up, to get a little drink
When I look, I see, I think
A beautiful Muse and my heart is shook
I dwell in a soul, a soulful muse
And to its harmony my soul withdrew
To the trumpets of muse the song of blue
My soul a muse, I always knew
I smell the odor, of muse's incense
In its torpor my body sleeps in my soul
And I smoke the smoke of muse intense
I laugh at myself amusingly droll
With my muse's nymphs we love in Hellas
Naked and free in the republic
Of beauty and art of love's Bellas
We love to we're entirely love sick.
My muse is free from the Devil's temptation
My Muse is free from God's judgment
My Muse is my only wordly nation
My Muse is a dream, I live, I lament
poem by Kevin Michael Murphy
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1 Among 50
A few out of many,
But it was 1 among 50 as the muse wrote;
And like a lovely garden with the muse of love,
But the rain comes to water us all in peace.
Do exactly what you have in mind,
And do what is nice to respect my love;
But it was 1 among 50 as the muse wrote,
For the joy of this garden is like living in paradise!
Obey my voice and obey my love,
And like the lovely songs of the birds around;
For this garden is all that we have,
But it was 1 among 50 as the muse wrote!
And the true peace of the mind always comes with love.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Within The Next 7 Days!
You and your poetry,
Me and my poetry,
Selected! !
In this world,
With your muse,
With my muse,
Of this honour,
Of this love,
Of this peace,
As a poet,
Of your new poem,
Of my new poem,
Within the next 7 days!
But, bering very excited about it.
cash, bash, lash, mash, wash, ash, flash!
of your muse,
of my muse,
The prizes,
The sizes,
Seizes! !
As a participant,
And like a friendly reminder;
However, being based on your previously published work.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Isam
Kiss your girlfiend if you want to and,
Bath your husband if you like to;
For the 'pan' on the stove is like the 'nap' of your muse,
But be very wise to choose from the right things in life.
I will dance to your muse and i will jump over the fence for your love,
For my name is Isam and i know my way to your lovely home in the bush;
But be very wise to choose the right things in life.
There is 'spit' on the 'tips' of the pan but,
Why 'stab' the 'bats'? ! !
But try to learn from the 'tar' in your room to overcome the 'rat'.
The 'tip' of your pen is towards the 'pit'!
But the 'bus' moving along is like the 'sub' of your mind on this muse,
And like the lovely muse of your lover nearby.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Annabel
It will surely rise up!
Because, i am Annabel in the land of your muse;
And like the works of art and the beauty of your love,
For, the colour of the sea is like the muse of your town.
I know your mind and,
You are unable to hide this muse from me! !
For, it will always rise up to satisfy me;
And like the joy of success!
But, try to understand my sweet muse around you always.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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The Missing Gold
As smart as a snkae and as nimble as a rat,
As slow as a tortoise and as fast as a deer,
I am a hero from zero;
As lovely as a child and as romantic as a kiss,
As lonely as the forest and as soft as the wool,
My door is always open to you all;
And like the brooks of April rain in the forest of my home.
She is gone out of my hands but,
One day i will find her again to sing the love song together;
Because she cares more about you and i do care about her too.
Of her love so perfect and so sweet but,
One day i will find her again to know more about her muse.
Time took her away from me and i can't easily forget about her,
And like the first found bride of yester-eve;
But profane the soil now more.
I will surely find this missing gold one day,
And i will be a here in the strife;
So let the dead past bury its dead.
I am the one she will always remember in her life,
Ans of her heart of roses full of love;
But the art of loving her is like the time fleeting around my mind!
And the sound i hear now is like the dead that slumbers,
But i will act in living present with the care of her muse.
She will always be in my dreams and like,
The voices of the night when lovers meet;
But tomorrow we will meet again on this love gone too soon.
I am the true lover of her heart and she really knows that,
And like the fingerprints on the walls of love as exposed to all;
But love will always find a way on this issue at hand.
I have the golden key for her heart because,
The boundless wisdom makes the flowers of poesy bloom!
For she is all that the muse of love gave to me and,
I will always remember the days with her together.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Emell
This muse of love is like how to write a song,
This muse of care is like how to write a poem,
This muse of peace is like how to write a stroy,
This muse of joy is like how to write a book,
But, i am now delivered with the muse of your love!
Because, i now live in the land of your muse and,
You are called Emell.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Your Marks
Your left your marks everywhere and,
I traced you to your lovely room;
Love with a true heart and sincerity was your muse,
And i sat on the tower to satisfy your muse with my mind.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Red Rose Of Love
Red rose for my lover,
Red love from her heart;
Red rose from my lover,
Red love from my heart;
Red rose,
Red heart,
Red love,
Red flower,
To praise the muse of her heart with roses;
Love is all around you.
A rose for me,
A rose that says more than two weeks in water;
Just like the dream that brings tow together,
My heart waits for you always.
Red rose of hearts,
red rose of love,
Like the true life in paradise;
I am living with the rose and,
I have a life to share with her.
Life is like a rose from a tree,
Visiting Canada in style;
Where i have more ice to see.
Roses of red to swim my muse with,
Together with my wife to take a trip;
This red rose is more than two weeks in water!
It is still going strong,
The roses of love on this journey;
Red rose of love,
Red hearts at peace,
Red rose of a muse that muses;
I am living in paradise on my lover's rose.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Provisions
Oil, wine and some fruits;
And to reassure your sweet love with my muse!
But i met you in am open field last night,
And i will look after you with my love.
Provisions and gifts,
In the open fields of love and care;
But i will surely deliver you with my love,
And like the muse of joy in the land of plenty.
Provisions, soon, son, sons, vision, visions, in, pin, poor!
And all around with the muse of your love;
But write down the words that i have spoken to you in a book,
For my joy is like the muse of the rainbow seen around.
Provisions, on, no, pros, sin, sins, ion, ions, is, in, pins!
But the life of a hunter is like the life of your muse;
And like the joy of your love as seen around,
Because i am ever ready to share my mind with you.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Muse, music! !
Muse, music! !
Very powerful enough;
Influencing the people,
In positive and negative ways;
And like a dance to the volcanoes.
Muse, fuse, defuse, infuse, refuse, use;
And like the muse and the music of 'Route 66'!
For, the Cowboys and the Cowgirls are ready to cheer you up.
Space, pace, lace, ace, race, mace, brace, face!
And like most of the music of the earth today;
However, you better note the kind of music that you listen to,
Because, this can easily lead you into another level.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Creative Mind!
Creative mind!
In the land of the heart of your muse to satisfy me;
But, what about those in the snow?
Creative mind!
Out of love in the land of your muse;
But, are you ready to learn? ! !
For, the muse of this love is all about us.
Creative mind!
Justified by the muse of your love;
And like your works as seen by all,
But, try to be yourself always.
Creative mind!
Love it and enjoy it and play with it;
For, the muse of my love is very fast and very easy! !
And like the joy around you in the land of peace,
But, try to understand my sweet muse of love always.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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To Marry A Poet
The great seasgull is now in the sky! !
Fantasy;
But, you are at the seaside waiting for your lover because,
You want to marry a poet.
Arts and nature!
Love is in the air;
Because, everything around us are part of the beauty of nature! !
And like the sweet muse of love to educate the mind.
Imagination,
Life,
Peace and love;
But you are ready to learn from everybody and,
You want ot marry a poet!
And, this poem is for you my love.
How lovely is your heart?
How lovely is your muse?
How lovely is your mind?
For, the great seagull in now in the sky! !
And, you are at the seaside waiting for your lover because,
You want to marry a poet.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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A Defence
Late, plate, hate, slate, mate, fate, date, ate;
Wisdom is a defence but love is the key,
And like the muse of your love in the land of lovers.
Paste, waste, caste, baste, haste;
Money is a defence but love is the key,
And like the muse of your love in the land of monkeys.
Sin, win, pin, fin, gin, thin, ain, bin, din, kin, min, tin, yin!
Money is a defence and wisdom is a defence;
And like the ways of your acts in the land of your muse,
But i am here today with the true works of my hands.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Srivastav
Electric,
Fornsic,
Genetic;
I know that you are very brilliant and,
I need your muse!
And like the sweet muse of your love.
The serpent,
Carried away!
But, the earth opened her mouth and swallowed the flood;
And the inhabitants didi watch.
Your love is so delicious to me!
Your act is so sweet to me,
Your muse is so lovely to me,
But, i am Srivastav with the muse of love;
And, i have some jobs for you to take care of.
So nice and so delicious! !
My works,
My words,
Your works,
Your words,
His works,
His words,
Her works,
Her words;
And like the sweet muse of love!
But the new ones are like a welcome message to you.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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The Absent Muse
In her absence
My heart is sad yet fond
Her picture etched to my memory
Like some great masterpiece
Of the finest artists work
How her smile captivates me
Those eyes bright, warming
I could look upon her forever
I search for a finer word than beautiful
That any may yet serve her justice
Smile while I remember the way she laughs
The way she looks when happy
How she is funny, kind hearted, special
There are so few like her
This angel, princess, queen
She has all the merits of a true love
I remember them well
While she is absent from my reach
She is there in my thoughts
Present to my heart
My muse, my art
poem by Matthew Holloway
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For Your Love
You are impudent against the truth and,
I am very patient with my words;
But all that glitters in this life is not gold!
Yahnathan Ben Shaul,
The lowing of the oxen and the bleating of sheep;
I am crawling out of a hole in Beth Arven!
And i will set a table for your love when i succeed.
Eat and drink and let us make merry,
Because you are all that i need in this land;
And like the big stone under my head as my pillow,
But you shall always love by your sword.
You shall serve your brother and i will love you with care,
And like a ladder resting on the earth and reaching out to heaven!
But this place is very wonderful to see,
For you are all that i need in this life.
The bed of roses and the love of your muse,
I will serve you seven more years for this love;
And like the wonderful acts of your sweet muse,
But for your love i will do anything to have it.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Sonnet XVIII: To This Our World
To the Celestial Numbers
To this our world, to Learning, and to Heav'n,
Three Nines there are, to every one a Nine,
One number of the Earth, the other both divine;
One woman now makes three odd numbers ev'n.
Nine Orders first of Angels be in Heav'n,
Nine Muses do with Learning still frequent:
These with the Gods are ever resident;
Nine Worthy Women to the world were giv'n.
My Worthy One to these Nine Worthies addeth,
And my fair Muse one Muse unto the Nine,
And my good Angel, in my soul divine,
With one more Order these Nine Orders gladdeth;
My Muse, my Worthy, and my Angel then
Makes every One of these three Nines a Ten.
poem by Michael Drayton
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It Is Time For Africa
It is time for Africa to show to the world what we are made of,
And throughg this World Cup 2010 with our muse!
For the world will see what we are made of and,
Of our various cultures to muse up with the games.
With dancing and music to welcome you all like the butterfies,
Becasue we are made up of many colours!
We will tell the world who we are with this 2010 World Cup,
So you are all invited to South Africa;
Of nature, culture, colours, languages and the beauty of South Africa!
For the ball will roll and legs will play,
And we will share the beauty of all the games with joy!
Because the hospitality of Africa brings you closer to our heritage;
And through one love, peace and unity to muse up with you all!
Come one come all,
For it is time for Africa to show to the world what we are made of;
And this World Cup 2010 will praise the muse of colours and beauty.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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