Emily

To one of the greatest poets ever, Emily Dickinson. She remains one of my inspirations.

 

Where have you gone, oh muse of mine?
Alone and cloistered away by time.
A recluse they claim with words of scorn,
t’was after you left, your star was born,
The Belle of Amherst you will always be,
giving purpose and view to poets like me.
Through books of prose I learned your style,
each turning page the more worthwhile.
Your words betrayed a gentle heart,
that opened the door to a new-formed art.
Where have you gone, oh muse of mine?
 

Author's Note

The length of the work is in keeping with her style of commentary.

Reviews

[J.Black]

I love Emily as well.

"A recluse they claim with words of scorn,
t'was after you left, your star was born,
The Belle of Amherst you will always be,
giving purpose and view to poets like me"

Very well done, I can honestly say you followed her and look what you have become!

[LSS]

I've been reading some of your reviews of other writers and your grasp of verse and rhythm intrigued me to look you up. Your workmanship and quality or writing is worth the read. I'm enjoying what you're writing, thanks.
LSS

[Murphy]

"A recluse they claim with words of scorn, t'was after you left, your star was born"... excellent! Very well written, a wonderful tribute to our timeless friend. Thanks for sharing!

[Deborah Leah Krempa]

A lovely poem/tribute to your muse/Emily, thank you for sharing. Debileah