This Poem was Submitted By: Edwin John Krizek On Date: 2004-10-03 12:51:50 . . . Click Here To Mail this Poem to a Friend!

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Finding the Muse

I only have to seek  and I find you. Then what have I lost? But the time has to be right. The setting has to be right. The mood has to be right. But when nothing is right I see you in the shadows. I feel you singing to me. I hear your whispers in my silent room. You are still here. Tell me now  what secret fire can be found in  the contented heart. Guide me to the ocean of your urgency.

Copyright © October 2004 Edwin John Krizek

This Poem was Critiqued By: Dellena Rovito On Date: 2004-10-24 15:00:36
Critiquer Rating During Critique: 9.29730
Edwin, Very good!I especially like the last 2 lines. Tell me now what secret fire can be found in the contented heart. Guide me to the ocean of your urgency. I think the contented heart can write of his contentment. This subject is actually a necessity to many. I know, we want passion! But contentment is a facet of that! your title's apt. I think your poem is peachy....thanks for the read. dellena

This Poem was Critiqued By: Mell W. Morris On Date: 2004-10-15 13:21:00
Critiquer Rating During Critique: 9.88889
Ed: I feel incredulous (and envious) that to find your muse, you only have to call. I've never heard of this ease of summoning one's muse. One of my poems was titled "My Muse Left No Forwarding Address." "Then what have I lost?" If you find something, it requires you to lose something? Simply quixotic, exotic and grand. In the ensuing three lines, you tell your reader(s), all moments must be precisely aligned for the muse to come. The setting, the time, mood. This is frabjous as I've never thought of my muse in those terms nor read of its occurring to another poet. BUT WHEN NOTHING IS RIGHT... you see your muse in shadows feel her singing to you hear her whispers in your silent room. The conversation you have with your muse places more queries in my mind that what was written before. You use metaphore as your poetic frame. "Tell me now what secret fire can be found in the contented heart. Guide me to the ocean of your urgency." A fascinating, brilliant piece of writing, Ed. The question posed which interests me most is "what secret fire can be found in the contented heart." And the line which intrigues the most is that your muse has an urgency for the ocean. I've likewise never read that before but I feel it quite strongly, especially in spring. As if I must return to my original home to face the earthly one present the rest of my days. This is spell-binding, IMO. I like metaphysical poetry, the ocesan, the power you assign to your muse. In toto, standing ovation and makes my list. Mell Morris
This Poem was Critiqued By: charles r pitts On Date: 2004-10-12 13:42:16
Critiquer Rating During Critique: 9.40000
Is it Calliope you seek? Or is it Euterpe? Or maybe Erato? Perhaps Thalia? It has to be a univeral rule somewhere that the harder you look for something, the more it eludes you. How many times have I labored over a word, or a phrase, or a concept to no avail, only to have it pop in my head effortlessly when I'm ill-prepared like driving down the road? Exceptionally illustrative are in the last two sentences. They make this poem what it is. The ocean of your urgency...the turbulent tides of creativity-ever-creashing and borne of passionate necessity... ahhh-just love those last 2 lines!
This Poem was Critiqued By: Latorial D. Faison On Date: 2004-10-11 18:29:45
Critiquer Rating During Critique: 10.00000
We could write dozens of these in a day, right? The beauty of poetry and writing is the muse, that thing that draws us inward and tells us to write about what's inside our heads. I think you do a wonderful job here as you speak to the muse, because it truly speaks to us. This is a wonderfully reading poem, and it's filled with such aesthetic verbiage and style. I ONLY HAVE TO SEEK AND I FIND YOU (this is the language of love and passion, and we must have these as writers). No one understands us, but the muse and those who share it. This poem is like a short story that reads from top to bottom, and the end is so sweet, so telling and so fulfilling . . . because we have realized that we have a purpose. As poets, we don't always know why we write. We just know that there is something driving us to do so. Again, no one understands the muse like we do, and no one writes to it but us. Poetry is a beautiful thing, and I think that it makes beautiful people of those who indulge in it. You have written something creative and mesmerizing, and I'm sure all real poets will agree. Thanks for sharing and reminding me of who I am. Latorial
This Poem was Critiqued By: Robert Wyma On Date: 2004-10-09 19:44:06
Critiquer Rating During Critique: 1.00000
The timeless curse of all writing. What of the muse and the filmy, translucent relationship that is apparently on someone elses time-line. This poem captures the way I feel most of the time, pushed to write, interested in writing, lines bouncing around in my head ( not my voice, or my rhyming style) and when I sit down to rap them into something, the urgency fades. The other part that is so true is caught in this line: Tell me now what secret fire can be found in the contented heart From great pain shall come the best writing, and from a content heart, not much ( at least for me). A truthful poke at the muse in all of us. Thanks for sharing, Robert
This Poem was Critiqued By: James Edward Schanne On Date: 2004-10-04 09:23:30
Critiquer Rating During Critique: 1.00000
Writing with a sense of urgency is important I think and this poem is a reminder of that. So often its a sense lost and then springs out of nowhere . Why? I don't now. But also like most I'd like to have some control over the process and come up empty. So it becomes a quiet prayer to that voice that gives me voice. Thats kind of what I get from your poem. Thanks for letting me read and comment.
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