Muse: a Pantoum
cloistered in this dark chamber
a somber muse keeps me captive
ringed in by gloomy colors
obscured inside her pitchy tower
a somber muse keeps me captive
with only a pen and paper
obscured inside her pitchy tower
i write poetry for my captor
with only a pen and paper
dressed in umber i stay active
i write poetry for my captor
and play a part in her theater
dressed in umber i stay active
i write for you her reader
and play a part in her theater
cloistered in this dark chamber
* this muse (she) could just as well be male (he) :-)
Copyright © Thresha Reese | Year Posted 2017
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