~

Calliope, Mother of Muses
release this wretched poet!
Cast out your line, measure the meters,
lend an ear to the melodic melodies;
teach this poet to sing!

Oh, Sweet Muse of Eloquence,
unshackle this poet from antiquated forms
that their works are not rendered relics;
rather, tarnished with a patina of vulnerability.

Summon Boreas, God of the North Wind
that their runes may soar upon ancient wings
and land in the hearts of men
with the dew of authenticity.

15 thoughts on “Poetry ~ Muse of Eloquence

  1. I love this poem.. You reminded me of Greek mythology. It’s beautiful. Here in Greece we call god of the north wind as yous say, as “Vorias”, or in Greek “Βοριάς”. The elements of nature are incredible in every way. We had north wind the last days of vacation in Syros island as I remember, it was intense… ❤

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