Symphony Of A Hidden Muse (poem)

SYMPHONY OF A HIDDEN MUSE Jesse Scobie


Waking up in the early morn, with the ship rising over the docks
Sipping my jack and coke, trying to write like Edgar Allen Poe
Frankie is singing "Fly Me To The Moon" in my mind, locked
My muse is dripping colors into the pools of Bethesda Row

Crystal aqua eyes, melting in the sound of Purple Haze
Laura's got a sexiness that burns out Jimi's guitar
Making all the boys turn into stone with hypnotic gaze
My muse shines through her, split through skies afar

MLK is showing me the path, down a Selma road
Shifting through life's follies in an Galileo telescope
Trading skin for intellect and warm embrace for cold
My muse is the bard of equality through sands of hope

Come on the path with me, my brother
And see the world as a diamond sphere
Come on the path with me brother tonight
Blessed fortune wipes out the tides of fear
Smile away as life's own circus disappears

Famous Jackie smoking j's on an Amtrak train
I gotta leave the Rockville diner in the early light
D.C.'s still a fucking nowhere land, living in vain
Senator who and Congressman "let me cause more pain"

Food for the hungry, time and sympathy for the rich
Turn my facebook into dust and trade it for fresh air
Closets full of oil, gold and clothes that never will fit
My muse appears as the lost nightingale at the fair

Trip over the vigorous academia in store for me
Law school is good for Ben Steins and Cochrans
But an opera singer needs to stay on track you see
The muse needs a partner to keep out the toxins

Come on the path with me, my sister
And see the world as a golden ring
Come on the path with me, sister tonight
Let the fiery angels and spirit choirs sing
Let the guardians, masters and dreamers bring
The beautiful, grandeur of music's parade....lies ahead