The Friday Fling Muses on Muses!
Friday Fling #191 August 3rd 2012
What is a Muse?
Muse – a channel of inspiration for a poet
Muses, in Greek mythology, were the nine daughters of the god Zeus and Mnemosyne, the goddess of memory. The muses were believed to inspire not only poets, but all artist.
Nine goddesses:
* Calliope: muse of epic poetry
* Clio: muse of history
* Erato: muse of love poetry; also known as the muse of music
* Euterpe: muse of lyric poetry
* Melpomene: muse of tragedy
* Polyhymnia: muse of sacred poetry
* Terpsichore: muse of choral songs and dance
* Thalia: muse of comedy
* Urania: muse of astronomy
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What muse goddess are you? Write about it in any form of poetry that inspires your muse.
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Some pics to inspire your muse
Erato – muse of love poetry or muse of music
or if history is what inspires your muse
Choral songs and dance
This week the Friday Fling muses on – muses!
Be sure to read and comment a-musingly on your fellow Pals’ muse-ations. Then go enjoy an amusing weekend!
Also, click on the heart at the top of the blog if this challenge a-muses youse!
Fickle Finger Award For July 27th 2012
Congratulations Diane!
The Muses
Welcome everyone and your muses to the Friday Fling’s Muse-able Feast! Let your personal muse goddess(es) loose to do their poetic thing. This week it’s entirely acceptable, in fact desirable, for her/them to write about herself/themselves! Let the muse mixing begin!
MY MUSE
I play my harp for you
In sounds you never hear before
From afar and near so low you never knew
Even in the loudest of tones
Yet so soft as a breeze
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The sounds you hear
Will felt any heart to please
Even put you a ease to be
My muse and I are so eager to see all hearts smile
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Muse star light will twinkle
Posies will be all poetesses and roes y
My muse my muse even a mystery to me
I but always play it by ear for all to hear far and near
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In music writes what have you
Its there for the faint of hearts to read
See feel and grasp if will
My muse and I we are one to be
Share at all for all that dares and wanna be there
Written By: Bettie Davis ———————————- © August o2 , 2o12
Congratulations to me sister gurl Diane …. Hugs :love: :love: :love: :love:
Don`t think did this right after reading above Little one coming in No time to redo Maybe later:) hummmm giggle
Urania Muse of Astronomy””
I study of the stars
Dress in a cloak embroidere with
As stars you view
I keep my eyes , attention focused on the Heavens
If concerned with philiosophy and the heavens you are dearest to me
During the Renaissance a cultural movement
I was considered the Muse for Christian poets
Men who have been instruced by me raises aloft to heaven
For it is a fact that imagination and the power of thought lift men
Lift men`s souls to heavenly heights
Each of us has a Goddess wtithin’
As a poet, artist , astrologist, dancer, musician in one
The goddess nurtures physical life along with the life of the soul~
In poetry we feel, know
Poetically written Piece bout Erato love for music here Angel Love awesome be … Hugs :love: :love:
This is by my friend, Sonnet Diva….. thank you for your contribution to the Friday Fling, Lori! :love:
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My Muse Mono Tetra
My muse loves music here we go
The words pour out then don’t you know
Some poetry she does bestow
Don’t stop the flow , don’t stop the flow
A picture just may catch her eye
This one she’ll scream out then I sigh
The words pour out as she applies
You can’t disguise, you can’t disguise
Often she has it in command
We’re writing I hear her demand
Creativity is unplanned
I know firsthand, I know first hand
She leads me on a merry chase
The written word we both embrace
We write at an alarming pace
We interface, we interface
She certainly never a bore
New forms of poetry explored
With one down now what’s our encore?
The words implore, the words implore
Sonnet diva all rights reserved
she is abstract beauty, not perfection
she is round and full, blossoming womanhood
but she is a goddess unconcerned
with the masses who cannot see who
tell her she is Fat,Ugly,Worthless
she does not hear them
for she says beauty is unique so she does not listen
so they scream
they rage
they force her to hide
for she is dangerous
she is not like them
she is a goddess.
The Goddess Muse Of Astronomy
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Urania inspired my muse
To dream and board a spaceship cruise
And see planets with closeup views
Where gases ooze, where gases ooze
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Majestic heavens out in space
Stars and stars with no ending place
Perhaps another earth to trace
A human race, a human race
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Where there is oxygen just like earth
Seas that surround the planet’s girth
With seasons cycles of new birth
A trip well worth, a trip well worth
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A solar system much like ours
Where there’s another Earth and Mars
Surrounding beauty of the stars
Now that’s bizarre,now that’s bizarre
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Michelle R King
8-2-12
Three Teeter Creatures
A collab by Scotorum and Michelle K.
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Who knows what creatures would live there?
Would they wear clothing or go bare?
With hair there, or some kind of flair?
Complexions fair? Complexions fair?
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Perhaps some creatures just like us
Traveling by plane, car, or bus
And traffic jams cause them to fuss
Enough to cuss, enough to cuss
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Would they be friendly, or not care,
blinded by their twin suns’ glare?
Would females have some cleavage there
for men to stare, for men to stare?
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Perhaps they have double cleavage
When they’re at the puberty stage
Three doubles cleavage at their age
With names like Page, with names like Page
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I hope that there, their IMs work
so we don’t have to shout out: FERK!
when the thing suddenly goes turk,
so silently we must…just…lurk…
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It’s a bummer when IM’s pout
We can’t express when reaching out
Especially when trying to SHOUT
Oh, no doubt, oh, no doubt 😯
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I’m thankful for the many muses here at CPC who inspire our words. Awesome blog and topic and challenge and pieces posted! Happy Friday and Happy August from SoCal. Big Hugs to All.
And CONGRATULATIONS to Diane! :love: :love: :love:
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“Apollo and the Muses” by Marten de Vos (1580)
AS THE MUSES SPEAK
They gather in that quiet place
where the silence of morning
and the dawn meet my day,
where a blank page awaits,
an easel for the words
and the images introduced
by the muses
who occasionally visit
this page that I write.
And I linger there with them,
these muses of day and night,
as I listen and watch them
bringing scenes to life,
hoping that they’ll share
a word or two or three
with me . . . .
And when they speak,
I must simply step back
and focus once again
on what they have to say
as I listen very carefully
above the din of the day.
And when that happens,
I can’t ignore what they paint
in the beauty of the rainbow
after a springtime storm;
in the seagulls as they soar
above the ocean’s roar;
in the mist settling
upon the mountaintops
as the sun begins to set.
And when the muses speak,
as they do
every once in a while,
I take notes
and I reflect
and I learn from them.
And when the time
is precisely right,
I can finally share
a word
or two
or three
that they have shared
so generously
with me.
(c) barbara kausteklis 8-3-12