Muse

By Martin Regan Dove

I suppose an alternate title for this book could have been Prose Viewed Through an Empty Pint Glass, Framed by a Haze of Cigarette Smoke, but thats a bit unwieldy. This book is ultimately about a break-up. I broke up with New York City, to start a relationship with Nashville Tennessee. And I think anyone whos gone through a break-up will understand, there is a paradox to contend with. Sometimes in a relationship there is a comfort, even if it is unhealthy, makes it difficult for one to realize, it is time to move on to greener pastures. The old Cant see the forest for the trees idiom. Then in the new relationship, one attempts to bring behavior acceptable in the old one, to find that is a poor idea. These are the things I was experiencing as I wrote this book. Fortunately for me, my wonderful friend in England, Amanda, is my Muse. She allowed me a platform to express myself, through her encouragement, her friendship, and of course, putting up with my prose. I promise you, this is poetry to drink with. So what are you waiting for? Let us tilt a glass together.

..Martin

• Language: English
• Publisher: AuthorHouse
• Release date: Mar 8, 2017
• ISBN: 9781524675301

Martin Regan Dove

Martin Regan Dove is an author, comedian, and somewhat horrible actor. He does several things to support said vices. In lieu of praise, please send him scotch.

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Special thanks to Bubba Bradley for

the cover design. It is brilliant!

And again for Amanda; I am only alive when the quill is in motion, you give me life.

Love will find a way through paths where wolves fear to prey.

Lord Byron

(The Giaour)

Contents

A Letter from Amanda

Foreword

Muse

New York for Amanda

As a Child

For Eyes

In My Mind

Late Afternoon

Rain

Spring Again

Love and Alexis

No Reason

Tonight

I Think of You

Harbours

Beauty

Summer

I was Thinking

Blood

For Amanda’s Birthday

Rambling Synopsis of Thought from the Quill

Coming Night

Seasons

Tired

Tomorrow’s not Monday

Our Days

The Heart is a Drum

Empire of Lights

This Moon Tonight

Are You still Here?

Sonnets for Amanda

The Single Word

A Conversation

Final Thoughts

A Letter from Amanda

Martin

Shakespeare wrote "How can my Muse want subject to invent,

While thou dost breathe, that pour’st into my verse

Thine own sweet argument"

You call me your Muse, Martin, I’m not sure how I inspire you, but I can say I am bloody glad I do. You have kept me entertained with your incredible stories and prose for several years now, which makes this a fabulously mutual partnership.

In a world where the written word is rapidly being eroded, slowly chewed and spat out in text-speak with pointless acronyms, the pure beauty and romance of yesteryear is reflected in your poetry. You may call me old fashioned, but I’ll accept your soft articulate balladry over such charming modern gems as I’ve got 99 problems but a bitch ain’t one.

One should probably not question what makes a muse, for only Zeus knows for sure. So I will simply sit, read your ravishing words, and smile with absolute pride while joining the ranks of the many who have come before; who had the absolute pleasure of inspiring literature, the sciences, or the arts.

I really cannot properly articulate how honored I am to be your Muse Martin; I only know I am, and it is a wonderful feeling. As an old wolf once whispered across a page to me: Teeth and Paw

Amanda

Friday July 3rd, 2015

Bournemouth England

B"H

Foreword

Hello my friends, it is beyond lovely to be seeing you again (metaphorically of course). To those of you familiar with my work, welcome back, and to those of you reading my verse for the first time, thank you for finding the time to peruse my ruminations. Anyone who knows me well, knows my favorite thing in the world is to get hammered and write. Or rather, after the third or fourth scotch, I generally start frantically searching for a quill, because inside my head life has began to blaze, and it is a fire only words seem to temper. I have spent hours attempting to describe the moon. How it is framed by