Hers

are our hours
of conversations
casual collaborations
constructively coming
collectively together or

is 
   it
     me
thinking or
shall we say

me musing
about my
Muse for
it's she
that

makes me
transforms me 
adorns me with a
crown when she sings
songs and calls me mi

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Krutsinger Avatar
December 9, 2019 at 10:57 AM
Jeff, it is a feeling we poets have often, being callled in by our muse.
Connelly Avatar
December 9, 2019 at 4:49 PM
Thanks Caren but it's more then a feeling, we email back and forth all day lol.
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