My Muse Awakes
My muse awakes from slumber deep
Jolting these words within from sleep
A sonnet comes to me in time
And now my words begin to rhyme
My muse rises from depths so steep
Upon the page syllables leap
Inspiration for me to keep
As metaphors begin to chime
My muse awakes
A Rondeau from my muse will creep
And from my pen the ink will seep
While bringing meaning so sublime
My muse is working overtime
It's sown a poem I now reap
My muse awakes!
7-30-19
Rondeau Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Charles Messina
Copyright © Joseph May | Year Posted 2019
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