letter to my Muse

A reminder of those occasions when you’re all set to begin a solid day’s writing – only to discover, to your chagrin, that your brain has left the building!

muse for blog post

 

Trite brain mouthing
shopworn phrases;

dull mind fingering
like rare and precious pearls
a string of dime-store paste
that never met an oyster;

pencil spewing
gaudy words all decked out
in décolletage, tight skirt,
and bright come-hither
glances, lolling about in
suggestive poses to seduce
the unsuspecting mind.

While Truth and Beauty
manifest – elsewhere! –
in magnificent grandeur,
my Muse
is out to lunch.

 writing wallpaper

Namaste,
Susannah

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