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white flame, black ink

my empty page is your white canvas
I paint with my words and evolve in white fire
our hands shake in union
the flames light up, consume us

I surrender myself to this conceited art
which constantly brags of its beauty
and has equal power:
to heal and to break viciously

show me your muse!
bring her out into the open!
which color defines her?

is it the black of your ink
or the white of my flame?

— Proprietress of Crimson Hearts, Dec 06, 2008

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Ink Dragon

17 years 6 months ago

Welcome

As to the question in your poem, I have no ready answer. You know I like this piece. I am ever so glad you have finally joined Neopoet. Have fun, ID

RSScheerer

17 years 6 months ago

Excellent way to present yourself ...

.... with one of the best first posts I've seen in a long time! Honestly, a great write. I can identify with that muse, and your words do drag her out. Looking forward to more of your work! ~ Ronda

Proprietress o…

17 years 6 months ago

thank you, ronda,

your opinion was especially important to me. because I have heard nothing but the highest praise about you from our mutual friend!

Ink Dragon

17 years 6 months ago

On second thoughts,

maybe I do have an answer. I have finished the "Nine Muses" and am going to post it. I am looking forward to your comment on it. Love, Ink Dragon

Notso

17 years 5 months ago

your muse?

Is your muse bathed in color or a description of words? I believe they are the same. Art reflects art. Great write. Notso

Proprietress o…

17 years 5 months ago

muses...

I do not have a muse, but many. I believe that each poem is brought to me by a new and completely different pair of hands than the one I have received before. "art reflects art". thank you for these beautiful words.

themoonman

17 years 5 months ago

Welcome...

and what a grand entrance... loved this colorful piece... contrasting equalities.... a muse for a muse... an excellent poem you've written here... welcome to the site... Richard

Proprietress o…

17 years 5 months ago

thank you, richard

I must admit, I was quite nervous about the first one. but I'm glad you liked it. tell me, what is your muse like? maybe you could bring her out in a poem? let me know if you do. I'd love to read it!

themoonman

17 years 5 months ago

Thank you

for your interest... but I am like you in that there really isn't any certain muse or thing I aspire to... sometimes it is there and then sometimes it isn't... If I were to say anything at all were my "muse"... it would have to be the smile my wife has for me... after twelve years it still gives me chills and it has generated me into writing quite often... I have written a couple of poems about it, but never posted them... maybe one day I will... thank you... Richard

Proprietress o…

17 years 5 months ago

let me know!

wow, you live with your muse, that's wonderful! sounds like you managed to find that one special person, you're a very lucky man. I would love to read one of those poems... or all of them. hope you do consider posting. let me know if you do right away! your, proprietress

R.M.Shanmugam

17 years 5 months ago

my empty page is your white

my empty page is your white canvas. this line tells of your imagination and presentation. nice and touching.

Pumpkin123s

16 years 7 months ago

Hello

i really felt this great poem you've wrote. Thank you

Proprietress o…

16 years 7 months ago

thank you, Pumpkin

it was the first poem that I posted here on neo so it is actually very dear to me :) your Proprietress