Robert Johnson Poet Rhyme

Muse Abuse

It goes against my better judgment.
To sit and write when the pain is so fresh.
Or maybe it's my nature to run and hide.

I don't remember how long it's been.
I don't even remember the reason why.
Sometimes the spirit loses out to the unborn day.
And time must pass to help you find your way.

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Debra Squyres January 10, 2013 at 3:07 PM You have grown so much in your poetic style and grace since the LuLu times....as I hope have I. Time seems to stand still for me. Most days I still live in the past, but I don't loose hope that one day I will have a better future. In my dreams for now I am content.

Andrea Dietrich May 3, 2012 at 11:04 PM Rereading muse abuse. I sure hope your muse comes back very strong, my friend!!

Debra Squyres January 3, 2012 at 7:31 PM Some of the best poetry I've read comes in the form of expressions of pain or hurt..even anger. Strong emotions tend to bring out the best in some writers. May you find a happier Muse !! God Bless

Elizabeth Wesley August 14, 2011 at 5:32 PM Would it help if I gave a kiss, to help you through all of this? the time has come that you should know, the reasons that I'm caring so.

Andrea Dietrich August 5, 2011 at 10:02 PM hmmm, interesting title here. I don't think you can ever abuse your muse, especially if you are always writing. Write on, Robert, Mr. rhyming commentor. I appreciated your remarks to me today!