I Confused My Muse

My missing muse is experiencing self-imposed blues.

She's probably under some yonder weeping willow tree ....
                          making friends, again, with my inadequacies.

My cognitive skills often ruffle-stuff her confused.

She knows my regrets that sorry is all I have except waiting ....
                        praying to grow us both through.


Muse, it's best we jest and laugh. That's it, that's all I have, still, please come back.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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Beilschmidt Sr. Avatar
April 3, 2019 at 1:54 PM
Oh how we all long for that. Wonderful work
Breedt Avatar
December 22, 2017 at 3:50 AM
Cheeky liar. Your muse never left. Ha ha.
Inman Avatar
December 18, 2017 at 1:43 AM
More than enough CayCay ; )
Godwin Avatar
December 18, 2017 at 8:54 AM
Thank you, James - and thanks upon thanks for reading multi poems - that is a gift in itself. Poetry hugs ... CayCay
Duet Avatar
December 13, 2017 at 1:59 AM
Muses love to play Hide and Seek. Mine is hiding right now. And, I'll be backkkk....lol
Godwin Avatar
December 13, 2017 at 2:30 AM
Such a tease. Big grin ... CayCay
Gondolf Avatar
December 11, 2017 at 1:29 PM
CayCay, I've heard a number of people complaining lately about their "missing" muse. As for your cognitive skills...I think both are probably attributable to being preoccupied with the season. I'm sure things will return to normal soon. I enjoyed your cute little poem. John
Godwin Avatar
December 13, 2017 at 2:24 AM
She came back tonight, my muse - she came back in the middle of an engaging TV show. You never know. Glad you enjoyed my mini-musing 'bout my muse! All the best ... CayCay
Ashley Avatar
December 10, 2017 at 8:58 PM
My dearest CayCay, your muse might be taking a snooze but your humor and wit are as charming and enticing as ever, and this write proves it my creative and lovely friend. Your muse will be home before you know it.. Love, hugs and smile to you! ~Susan
Godwin Avatar
December 13, 2017 at 2:29 AM
My muse came back, quick as a flash, during an engaging TV show. Aint that life! I keep looking for a "Susan" write, but it is of no matter so long as you are finding joy in your days. Thanks for cheer leading, very sweet. SNOW it did, 2 days ago. I did not mean to write a newsy message in this forum! Hugs ... CayCay
Manassian Avatar
December 10, 2017 at 11:38 AM
You are a dear. This is just sweet as can be. Your muse is certainly alive and well. Hugs, dear.
Godwin Avatar
December 10, 2017 at 12:34 PM
You are the dear, I am the confused one, I feel like a squirrel looks trying to cross a busy street. I agree, my muse is alive, but not so well at the moment. She's puny at best, but only a guess because I haven't seen her yet. Good to see you, love the pic! Smiling and so purpley - good look for you, for me to look at! Love to you ... CayCay
Allison Avatar
December 10, 2017 at 11:27 AM
Oh I can relate big time, Maybe our muses are together CayCay as mine is on a cruise and left me adrift and slowly sinking:-( hugs Jan xx
Godwin Avatar
December 10, 2017 at 11:30 AM
Hi, Sweetheart. My cognitive skills failed me in the alliteration contest. Despite, as always, reading directions over and over, I was sure it called for 4 lines, max of 8 syll per line - no, no - it was 8 syllables MINIMUM. Thank you for relating even though you aren't likewise brain damaged! Stay that way. I love you ... CayCay
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