The old Muses

A Musing

Calliope

It is a long story to write of you,
An Epic will that do
On many tablets as in days of old
This is how your story is told

Clio

Of times past you tell
Of battles won, and times of hell
Rest a while let your scrolls foresee
A calming image, for you and me.

Erato

Now let me see a lyric you do sing to me
The beauty in the instrument you hold
A lyre from the Greeks of old
Play for me, let days dream by

Euterpe

Sing to me in melodious tones
Play rhythms in these modern head phones
“No!” You say this cannot be
On my Aulos playing, just listen to me

Melpomene

Of tragedy you are walled in
A mask you wear that has no grin
Talk to me of things I’ve done
Where there is hurt in everyone

Polyhymnia

A beauty of the Sacred Verse
Tales of love for the universe
Veiled from those that cannot see
Give me a glimpse of eternity

Terpsichore

Oh wondrous words of dancing fun
A song made let lyrics run
Oh play, for me, on your Lyre
Let me dance away filled with fire

Thalia

Let’s have some Comic fun
Words of mirth let poetry run
That mask you wear makes us smile
Please let me wear it for a while

Urania

With your eyes I search the stars
With telescopes that see afar
Poetry on a globe you know
A compass in your hand to show..