Muse On Vacation

Inside my head the cogs are clicking Really need oiling with inspiration Fast asleep is the main aggressor my muse, says he is on vacation. Gone are the thoughts That keep me awake at night Gone are the words Forgotten next morning light. Muse is asleep snoring quite loudly Thought I had tinnitus, ‘til I realised Now what can I do to set muse in action write without him he won’t be best pleased. So I uttered sweet words to muse Told him without him I am no-one felt my brain cells start to click into gear. Think I have the first line of a poem. Inside my head all is now ok Cogs are turning fine, which I am glad to see Muse is busy writing poetry galore. Me, I feel like a nap, wake me later with coffee penned 7 September 2015