She’s A Jealous Muse

 

Written by Bartholomew Barker

 

I can bring home lovers
but just for the night.
If they spend too much time,
she dams the river of words
leaving me dull as doggerel.

I tried to be married,
once or twice,
but she drove them away.
She demands my solitude
and will not be ignored.

She needs to be the only song
in my ears, the only hand
guiding my pen, the only candle
burning through my night.

 

Text © Bartholomew Barker

 

 

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4 Responses to “She’s A Jealous Muse”

  1. Gypsie-Ami Offenbacher-Ferris

    Posted with permission of Joelcy Kay – Editor and Curator Edge of Humanity Magazine – Thank you Jo!

    He’s A Possessive Muse
    By Gypsie-Ami Offenbacher-Ferris

    (A response to Bartholomew Barker’s – She’s A Jealous Muse – per his request – strong suggestion….)

    I dare not contemplate
    staying away at night
    enjoying the touch
    the kiss of another man

    If I should stray away
    enjoying carnal pleasures
    and the attention of another
    the gently rough need of a male

    My muse withdraws his stream
    of conscious wordsmithing
    into an unconscious abyss
    somewhere in my mind

    Leaving my soul bereft
    and my fingers frozen
    above my keyboard
    arthritic bundles of bones

    My muse commands
    I give my time my hand
    my complete absorption
    to his sweet composing

  2. Jean Olivieri

    A harsh mistress but she seems to be doing her job just fine. Nice work.

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