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characteristic of
none & yet
everything that is
…my muse
touches my soul
with introspective
desire like
casting spells
like magic
each word trickles
than flows like
ink drop pearls
to my pen
capturing the
essence of time
no longer
a floating tide of
black in an
inkwell
© May 2013
Renee Espriu
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frescoes by moonlight and
who do you think you are?
michelangelo painting without
his soft plaster mixed hues
with varied colored pigments
standing amidst your
cans of spray paint beneath
the street lamps on a street
littered with bits of broken
bottles , dumpsters overflowing
pop cans and candy wrappers
as you gaze upon your creation
do you hold onto those who
created before you..van gogh,
gauguin, picasso, renoir, dali
do you think of michael and
his sistine chapel, his david
are they your collective muse…
do you hear their sighs as
you work or is it just another
tenement wall you hope to
disguise as something else…
transforming into that which
is beautiful and know it
will stand the test of time
someone else might call this
naught but graffiti, that you
deface public property but even
poverty and despair can be art
i call it frescoes by moonlight
© April 2013
Renee Espriu
Trembling hints of my muse
in shadows hidden waiting
as each ‘i’ is dotted and
each ‘t’ is crossed to
reveal impressions of all
great writers’ hesitations
Timeless stories traversing
millennia of contemplation
inked quill parchment but
tiny fragments in the telling
trembling hints of my muse
awaiting sparks of imagination
© March 2012 Renee Espriu
She remembers freedom
like a forest trail
following her
beckoning
tree branches tender
caressing
showing her
heart’s desire as
budding leaves
green but
not with envy
her muse following
not as a shadow
but as one
privy to life’s
secrets
wound ’round about
as vines clinging
to tree trunks
laden but with
no regrets
dancing on fallen
leaves
a gift of her
imagination
© January 2012
Renee Espriu
Periwinkle and    
cornblue skies
writing verses
for you and I
letting my
muse lie by
my side
tempting and
teasing the
spirit inside
drawing near
to play the
child with
words flowing
free for us
both beguiled
© August 2011 Renee Espriu
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