An ode to the Muse of epic poetry.
Follow me down a road
paved with perceptions
untraveled in clear light of day;
Let not your steps be slowed
conspiring to lead you astray.
Sail with me to a shore,
bathed in communion
of conscience and intimacy;
With all you're longing for,
make your reunion;
and cast your doubts into the sea.
Capture lost innocence -
locked in a prison -
abandoned and so far from home;
Songstress of Eloquence,
I bring a vision:
The key lies within the next poem.
Open your book to me,
writ with derision,
of grandeur and fantasies dreamed;
Wake now and look to see
a portrait of life as it seemed.
All of your life, you see,
has been delusion;
The words are all fit for the rhyme.
Heed now Calliope:
Lay down allusions,
and lift me with verse more sublime.
Take then your pen for me,
share new perceptions
unraveled in clear light of day;
Let not your memory
then choose you the right words to say.
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