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Left While I Was Sleeping

My muse, has flown away; to hues, of green, has left me for; serene oh, need, him for my pen; to bleed. _______________________ April 6, 2020 Poetry/Rhyme/Mussete/Left While I Was Sleeping Copyright Protected, ID 20-1241-693-03 All Rights Reserved, 2020, Constance La France Written for the contest, Finding Your Musette sponsor, Joseph May Third Place

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John Watt

Date: 4/19/2020 12:20:00 AM

Enjoyed this very much, Constance. And how I can relate! Staring at the same walls makes it hard for the imagination to ignite! Well done, and congrats.

Constance La France
Date: 4/19/2020 12:42:00 AM

John, thanks for the compliment on my poem and the congrats, yes, my brain is frozen with no inspiration from the outside world, I love my apartment, but _Constance

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 4/16/2020 5:29:00 PM

Good to see this one a winner, Constance. You can write on ANYTHING, so I will never believe your muse has fled! Congrats.

Constance La France
Date: 4/16/2020 6:01:00 PM

Andrea, thanks for the congrats, well lately it has been hard to get the muse to do his stuff, I never realized how much inspiration I get from the outside world, now I really have to use my memory and imagination, yes this is a theme I tend to do well _Constance

Joseph May

Date: 4/15/2020 7:39:00 PM

Very nicely penned DH, Congrats on your win..

Constance La France
Date: 4/16/2020 10:46:00 AM

Joseph, thanks for another great contest and for my placement, very honored _Constance