Lost Muse

In the dark distant corner of my mind I seek some intelligence but can't find. Looking at my blank white piece of paper Pen in hand but ink just turns to vapour. Unable to see the future only past sight is distorted as shadows are cast, Why has my muse become bemused will I ever be able to write less confused. Composed 24/03/2017.

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Kim Rodrigues

Date: 3/27/2017 9:07:00 AM

That muse is like a roller coaster! We all wonder if we can once again have momentum!!

Roy Pett
Date: 3/27/2017 9:30:00 AM

Thank you very much Kim for your very kind comment and support, Roy. :))

Emile Pinet

Date: 3/24/2017 9:59:00 AM

Inspiration comes at a time of its choosing, your muse isn't gone it's just taking a well earned vacation. If you try and push creativity it will refuse to budge and the page stares back at you in mock readiness to receive your drops of ink with each emotion trapped in time. Emile.

Roy Pett
Date: 3/24/2017 4:20:00 PM

Thank you very much Emile for your kind comment and encouragement, thanks again, Roy. :)

Darren White

Date: 3/24/2017 7:57:00 AM

It's a horrible feeling, isn't it? I have it on occasion, and it fills me with fear everytime: suppose I can never write a poem??? Lucky for us it is always temporary, stay strong my friend!

Roy Pett
Date: 3/24/2017 3:32:00 PM

To true Darren it is horrible, but we can still get pleasure from reading the amazing poems on this site, thanks again, Roy. :))

Jan Allison

Date: 3/24/2017 7:50:00 AM

Looks like your muse has been found - you've written a poem to astound:-) hugs jan xx

Roy Pett
Date: 3/24/2017 3:28:00 PM

Thank you so much Jan, I think we all expect to get a block occasionally, thanks again, Roy. :))