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All she wrote were shapes in rock Scribbles of time which just don't stop Lines in bark & leaves which fall In unseen forest of one & all Cliff tops piercing cloud & sky Growing wings where stories fly #Muse is you in day or night Where magic happens when you write #vss365
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"Any ideas, Haskins?" "No sir, I'm completely puzzled." "Me too, wait here." "Where are you going?" "To feed Mr. Scratchy." "Not the manky stray cat who's been hanging around outside, sir?" "I feed him, when I need inspiration." "Why?" "Because he #muse at me." #vss365
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"Are you writing poetry again?" "Sure am." "You're wasting your time." "Any time spent enjoying yourself is not wasted. Ask the Greeks." "What have they got to do with it?" "4 of the 9 muses dealt with different aspects of poetry." "There wasn't a #muse for work?" "No". #vss365
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#vss365 In my hand a few drops Holds the Moon The point of a bird's feather inks, by a slight of hand In an envelope sealed My cursive heart In a language begotten by love Written into the belly of night's womb It's not who wrote it But for whom, the #muse, it's written
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#Muse】 これぞミューズのロック‼️ 進化する圧巻のサウンド・スペクタクル‼️ ギター・サウンド満載の9thアルバム『Will Of The People』好評発売中 ミューズらしいロックに回帰しながらも、時代と向き合った彼らの先進性が見事に融合した完全無欠の内容🔥
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"What an honour." But it isn't, is it? To be his #muse is akin to torture. When he can't get the light quite right, it's my fault, when the colours don't blend it's because of my skin, hair, eyes. I laugh at the paintings, he always misses out the bruises, shows me whole.#vss365
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We were each other’s #muse My beloved friend Writing poems with each other in mind I would not even call myself a poet today If you had never told me I touched your heart With my words Now that you are there, among angels who sing I know why you inspire me still 🥲❤️ #vss365
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With a sigh Said the old priest I lost my innocence In stairways of brothels Seeking for a #muse Or Did I? Perhaps I lost it To seductresses To empty "I love you"s I replied Or the sky Wants us unbaptized Our innocence Before the dawn Dries up with the morning dews #vss365
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This is Flossie with Max, who is fast becoming her #muse. He will let her jump all over him, share his stick and show her his toys. He’s so much bigger than her, still a puppy, but very gentle. She happily stays with him. The best thing is how he calms and cuddles her. #vss365
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I stand beside the brook and #muse on the colour of water for an hour or so. The babbling sound and the roundness of the pebbles, which seem intentionally submerged, remind me of voices from long ago. I forget the words, so let the hand on my shoulder lead me away. #vss365
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