Hmmm... why let Reralae have all the fun with poetry?
O my Muse, what form would you now take?
So shy and outgoing, blatant and subtle,
My thoughts quicken and stir in thy wake,
Where without you they would but muddle.
O my Muse, with what visage do you I grace?
Eager with all reservation, bawdy, serene,
I am but thy instrument, your hand, my mace,
Cautious, careless, and more have you been.
O my magnificient Muse, mercurial thy state;
Wander as you will, but forget not home,
And tales of your travels to me you relate,
For thy heart knows mine like open tome.
O my Muse, multi-faceted is thy countenance,
So my Muse, with which do you next advance?
Goodness, spur of the moment poetry, and it flowed so quickly right up until the line with 'mace'. Funny, I asked my brother what rhymed with 'grace' and we both had the same first instinct. I decided it was too funny not to actually use. Though after that point, I fell into distraction by various sources.
To usurp this thread from its creator, I invite anyone else who has ever felt the urge to throw down some random poetry here. After all, not all of us are prolific poets enough to justify a thread of our own like Reralae
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