Still Married To My Muse
Still Married To My Muse
© Surazeus
2026 04 23
Though forced to seek anew some fresher stamp
presenting noble subject of my camp,
I grant myself still married to my Muse
who tempts me to adjudicate the news
by daring to record destructive deeds
through paintings that encode our psychic needs.
My special nature, glorified by fate,
traps me in curse to guard the jeweled gate
against incursion proffered by lame thieves
who limp from tomb where humble widow grieves
from failed attempt to steal her loving eyes
through vain expression hollow prayers devise.
Since I alone in our vast universe
am no one else but me, I purchase curse
contrived to spoil alert equality
against brave blessings from banality
that we exchange by selling fantasies
immured in confines of false dignities.
Tongue-tied by praise of loyal characters,
more precious to death than stale aquifers,
I wield with bravery golden quill of truth
to prove myself wise as unlettered sleuth
when strangers clutching books of frantic tales
ask me to solve problems cruel faith entails.
In polished form of my soul-searing pen
I measure tangled chaos love would win
since urgent spirit animates my chord
with solemn hymn no angel can afford,
yet mortal pride of my too precious boast
strands my broken heart on the storm-lashed coast.
Full sail in ship of state my conscious steers,
I will explore strange lands with my compeers
who kneel astonished by clear mountain lake
that their intelligence considers fake,
enfeebled by familiar ghost of time
who crowns as Emperor of Earth the mime.
Clear charter of your worth excites my hope
that Jupiter will teach me how to cope
with undeserving richness of true love
which flatters me with royal light above
though I determine death erases all
while we dance laughing in the waterfall.
No better judgement could I render right
than how we are acquainted with the night
to prove we are as virtuous through faith
as time-untwisting laughter of the wraith
who recognizes power of my Muse
whose weird spell may bomb of my heart defuse.
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Orpheus transcribes verses with golden quill of truth while Shakespeare improvises extensive monologues of heart-broken characters who seek justice from indifferent Jupiter.
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