Muse Vignettes
Dark velvet curtains hang heavy with hidden
wealth and fear
pearls in jewellery box were stolen at a closed
off sunset near
Muses Silent ! where is my pen as they
wonder what went wrong
will it be ennui or flight as Inspiration crosses
heath field in broken song
childhood, teen, adulthood rolled up in apricot mebos as Time collapses in a heap
Muses curl in darkness sad though summer
seeps
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gyrating Muses line up before my vision
in an ecstasy of eternal Time precision
their Inspirations transmute ennui and flight
Sweet Muses, I take up pen, with eager might
will it be an anvil, a pearl, a sunset or chiffon
curtains blowing in soft breezy ease, yon ?
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