I am linking to a post on “Rhyme”, in which I answer questions regarding my poetry and those writers who have exerted an influence on my work.
I appreciate that some of my readers are already familiar with this article. However, for those who are not, I hope my interview on Rhyme will be of interest to you, https://rhymepoetry.wordpress.com/2017/06/01/interview-with-kevin-morris/
You stayed for a while
And made me smile.
Then, when you where gone
I thought on
And those who choose
And how verse can not feed
The poet’s every need
I beg you, stay a while
For I am without guile
And ‘tis no crime
To hide oneself in rhyme
THE smoke upon your altar dies,
The flowers decay.
The Goddess of your sacrifice
Has flown away.
What profit then to sing or slay
The sacrifice from day to day ?
“We know the shrine is void,” they said,
“The Goddess flown –
“Yet wreaths are on the altar laid –
“Is black with fumes of sacrifice,
“Albeit She has fled our eyes.
“For, it may be, if still we sing
“And tend the shrine,
“Some deity on wandering wing
“May there incline;
“And finding all in order meet,
“Stay while we worship at her feet. ”
The question is whether
The beast at the end of his tether
Will make a dash for hope
And break free of the rope
(Which was by him created,
And is now so passionately hated)!
They are my muse.
Myself in abstractions
And thoughts of shoes
My mind racing,
Many thanks to Victoria for publishing my poem, “Feather” on her excellent site, Rhyme. To read my poem please visit, https://rhymepoetry.wordpress.com/2017/06/07/feather/.