Excuse my Muse
Wow my apartment is so quiet
I can literally hear my heart beat
My muse seems to have retired
In my broken down hp pc
I’m forced to freestyle
Let my imagination run wild
Get in touch with inner child
And red reasons to frown to smile
First thing is my monk friend
Texted me at 5 am with greetings
And two of my three men
Are part of thoughts so fleeting
I think I have to admit to me
I like the idea of lavender love as wealth
As soon as red flags start flying
I miss my Buddhist ways of health
I am such a free fuchsia spirit
I also embrace Christianity
Deep in my heart I feel it
That the way is not limiting
What if the highest one
Is like a path that one will find
As long as you seek enlightened ones
And denounce everything evil in kind
What if your mind is open to
Good and wholesome love
And your heart becomes renewed
As your peach path opens up
I have no amber answers
Only amethyst analysis hazel hopes
That hate won’t be a cherry cancer
In us or U.S. help Holy Ghost
As I said my muse is confused
Trying to revive from an iPhone
I know that my heart will choose
Holy love first as hearts home
Copyright © Karen Jones | Year Posted 2024
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