Thank you all for your very kind remarks. You have encouraged me to keep up my creative work. I cannot do anything of that kind to order - as is described in my latest piece. (Completed just now and inspired by your comments.) I promise not to submit any more unless you want me to at some time. Do you other creative folk find the same way of working I wonder? Sylvie
Chasing the Muse.
A fleeting thought, ephemeral as any shooting star
Ignites within my busy brain - "Now stay just where you are"
Diminishing intensity, slippery as an eel.
I catch before it vanishes into the ethereal.
The mundane tasks of every day, recede with no import
Until each word, slipped into place reveals what I have sought.
Unbidden notes beseige my mind, insistent and so strong.
Haunting until given form - and melody is born.
Teasing out the harmony, rejecting what is wrong,
Urging me to add the words, until I have a song.
Only when the spirit moves, I find that I can write,
Thus the Muse is captured at last in black and white.
Cascading notes, allied with words suffuse the air around
Gradually the rainbow hues of colour in the sound
Make images of many things appear within my view
Landscapes, butterflies and flowers, a placid sea of blue.
Take up the brush, fill it with paint - lay in a wash with care.
Completed now, the picture that my muse and I can share.
Sylvia Pacey 2009