My Muse

My Muse

A Poem by Blue

She wandered off to places unknown.

I cried out for months for her return.

Yet not a single reply--is she ever coming home?

© 2015 Blue



Author's Note

Blue
For more than a freaking year, I'm like a dying desert deprived of a drop of inspiration.

My muse...just where are you?

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The muse need to rest. Sometime song and reading can revive. I was glad to find your site today. Have fun and be safe.
Coyote


Posted 1 Year Ago


When I run dry of inspiration I read the bible and listen to music and post my other already written poetry in other groups so I can absorb the feedback.. yet still this piece does deliver the message perfectly fine!

Posted 1 Year Ago


Short but full of emotions. Well done

Posted 1 Year Ago


Those dry spells can be a killer....:)

Posted 1 Year Ago


She has not come home yet, perhaps you need to read for her sonnets and love poems, maybe then she will return. I miss you.

Posted 2 Years Ago


fake it till you make it hun..lolx i can relate though sometimes it takes longer to find that inspiration but when u do you realise it was worth the wait and forget it was ever gone for that brief moment...

Posted 2 Years Ago


As artists we can all relate to this one..sometimes the yearning for their return can also serve as inspiration..

Posted 2 Years Ago


If you find her....ask if she has seen mine. I know the feeling.

Posted 2 Years Ago


Like a fleeting wind..the muse is quite present just takes a while to progress...I'm sure its already there...since this was posted a couple months back...hopefully a typhoon type to get you really moving in pace again...

Posted 2 Years Ago


If you are meant to write, she will return.

Sometimes, you just have to fake it,
or make it on your own.

Trace

Posted 2 Years Ago



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