My Muse Is a Fair-Weather Friend

When the temperature soars
   My Muse is cranky and cross
Whether in or out of doors
   Meter and rhyme are quite lost

My head heavy, I'm bored
   Sweat pours off my chin
Hunched over the keyboard
   What a funk I am in

To slumber I yield
   I nod off for a bit
My fate surely sealed
   Poetry, I quit...

Yet switch on the a/c
   And, voile! A new me!
To the delight of my Muse --
   Cool air lights her fuse!
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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Pigeon Tart Avatar
August 9, 2019 at 8:09 AM
Giggles. There is truth in this, I know it well. With my PCS, my brain is flooded by too much stimulation, and heat and humidity makes it impossible for me to function, never mind access my muse ;), Love this Gershon! xomo <3
Wolf Avatar
August 9, 2019 at 12:05 PM
You're right. When we're in pain, the heat-humidity combination is devastating. I know people laugh at me, but what can I do. Sounds like it's the same with you. Here's to less humid weather!!! :) gw
Theraven Avatar
August 8, 2019 at 10:19 PM
Gershon, Air conditioning as a form of inspiration...I like it. -Richard
Wolf Avatar
August 9, 2019 at 12:04 PM
Well, I'd sure rather have inspiration than perspiration when I'm trying to write!! LOL. Thanks, Richard. ~ gw
Thompson Avatar
August 8, 2019 at 4:41 PM
That's cool Gershon!! Pardon the pun. Nice work as always. Best. RT
Wolf Avatar
August 8, 2019 at 6:47 PM
Very punny, RT!! Stay cool... ~ gw
Rodrigues Avatar
August 8, 2019 at 4:38 PM
LOL...ah, yes...we poets need the perfect ambience! Voilá!
Wolf Avatar
August 8, 2019 at 6:47 PM
Ha, Ha. Love the implication,... and yes, indeed, we can be (spoiled) prima donnas. I can be one, anyway. :) gw
Allison Avatar
August 8, 2019 at 4:19 PM
lets hope for a cool spell GW. I get inspiration from things around me and grab the opportunity to write, hubby was helping at a church for their PA system, I sat in the car and wrote 5 poems and then a 6th silly one which I posted today:-) hugs Jan xx
Wolf Avatar
August 8, 2019 at 6:49 PM
Sounds like you were really inspired by the heavenly atmosphere! Always look forward to your posts, Jan. Best wishes, gw
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