Time makes the timid muses sing again,
In wingéd din and dances.
New poems grow strange stanzas
As poet speak entrances.
Muse, the second
15 Friday Feb 2013
Posted in Older Poetry
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I like this theme. Poetspeak. Sounds Orwellian. Winged, Shakespearean. That makes you an OrShakeWell. Which tends to tell me that you like your drink shaken, not stirred, as does James Bond. And all roads lead to England.
Orshakewellian? ..Now there’s something..to be honest, I thought, ” There’s a man after my own heart.” , except the voice was that of “V” in” V for vendetta” .. I can see I’ll be enjoying your wordplay.
as for Orwell, I recently wrote a letter to my local paper (and yes it printed).. http://afterhisimage.wordpress.com/2013/01/22/state-of-the-union-address/
You might also like a form of my own making called ” Piece of Eight” ..the most recent..they have a hidden structure within that draws the Jolly Roger..the most recent .. http://afterhisimage.wordpress.com/2013/01/24/of-bread-and-circus/
thanks for the follow..I’ll see you around.