Enemies of the Sonnet Man- the Muse (Part Five)

This stayed on my mind without digression, And sent me roaming down a lonely road, Since she ruined my sense of direction, Proving that she did not deserve an ode. I thought that they would get a warm welcome From a person who enjoyed a good rhyme, Which made me grateful, because I seldom Share my rhymes with anyone anytime. From the truth about how she played her part, There could never be a deviation, Because the creative part of my heart Had been left without appreciation. So The Muse, who caused my words to take flight, No longer compels this poet to write.